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Chapter Eight

In the morning, I get to work ten minutes to eight. I stand nervously at the elevator, awaiting its arrival. Before, I was eager to run into certain people.

Today, I would love to not do that. It's a shame I can't avoid running into Fiona. I stand still, my hands clutching my leather jacket sleeves as I wait. Today I went for a pair of black palazzo pants, a white top, and a black leather jacket. I look okay.

"Hello there, Ms. Celebrity."

I nearly jump out of my skin at Fiona's sudden voice. I turn and there she is, striding up to stand next to me.

My lips pull up in a feeble attempt of a smile. "Morning, Fiona."

"How does it feel?" she asks.

"What?" 

"Being mistaken for Mr. Park's lover." She sighs, tips her head backwards. "Must feel nice."

I stare at the elevator doors. "It doesn't."

I can feel her stare on my face. "What, a

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