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Chapter 62 Not Strong Enough
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2025-12-17 19:38:08The well-meaning congratulations from my colleagues became a constant, grating chorus in my personal hell. Every cheerful “We’re so happy for you!” and curious “When’s the big day?” felt like a small, sharp pinprick against my composure, steadily weakening the resolve I had worked so hard to build. I felt like a complete fraud, an impostor smiling tightly from my own desk, silently screaming behind a mask of normalcy.
The most unnerving part was the silence. The immense, heavy silence from the man who had created this entire false reality. Julian Thorne became a ghost in his own building, a presence I sensed more than actually saw. I’d catch a fleeting glimpse of his back turning a distant corner, hear the low rumble of his voice through a closed conference room door, or notice the faint, expensive trace of his cologne in an elevator he had just left. He was everywhere and nowhere all
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He is.... Not Him Chapter 62 Not Strong Enough
The well-meaning congratulations from my colleagues became a constant, grating chorus in my personal hell. Every cheerful “We’re so happy for you!” and curious “When’s the big day?” felt like a small, sharp pinprick against my composure, steadily weakening the resolve I had worked so hard to build. I felt like a complete fraud, an impostor smiling tightly from my own desk, silently screaming behind a mask of normalcy.The most unnerving part was the silence. The immense, heavy silence from the man who had created this entire false reality. Julian Thorne became a ghost in his own building, a presence I sensed more than actually saw. I’d catch a fleeting glimpse of his back turning a distant corner, hear the low rumble of his voice through a closed conference room door, or notice the faint, expensive trace of his cologne in an elevator he had just left. He was everywhere and nowhere all
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