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Chapter 95

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Cheryl

It was a quiet breakfast this morning. It’s always been quiet lately, but today, for the first time in a while, we were having this quiet breakfast together—sitting across from each other at the same table. That hasn’t happened in a long time. Maybe because I haven’t been this… stable in a while.

I wasn’t exactly happy. But I wasn’t crying either. I wasn’t spiraling. I was just… okay. Just here, doing my best to look a little normal. I’d taken the time to apply some concealer under my eyes, hide the tired circles from all the crying, to make myself appear like I was still functional.

I texted Anna to let her know we’d still be having lunch together, as usual. But before that, I needed to stop by Miles’ office around 11 a.m.

I cleared my throat and took a sip of my juice.

“Are you free by 11?” I asked casually.

He raised his head, looking around like he didn’t believe I was speaking to him.

“Ahem, yeah,” he nodded slowly, as if still stunned.

“One hour before lunch should be en
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