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On Your Knees
“He wants you to leave….now,” Jenna revealed in a cheerless tone.
Ara’s eyes widened in shock.
The news psyched her out. Panic wormed into her racing heart.
“Now?” she asked. It was almost midnight. Where will she go at this hour of the night? Jenna shifted her gaze to the floor. This time, there was nothing they could do.
“You can stay at a motel. Robert will drop you,” Jenna suggested
Ara was too overwhelmed to pay attention to her. She had messed up big time. Mr. Serrano gave her a second chance and she ruined it in the most horrible way. She can’t lose this job.&
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