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Chapter 18

Author: Menvi
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Nia's POV

My head turned towards my phone confused at who would be calling. Picking it up from where it laid beside me, I looked at the caller ID to realize it was my boss.

Claire peeped over at the phone.

“What does he want? She asked after recognizing the name I had my boss saved under.

“No idea.” I muttered putting the phone down ignoring the call.

Claire looked at me suspiciously.

“Where was I?” I asked rhetorically. “Right!” I exclaimed clapping my hands together like I just made the most amazing discovery of the world.

“Claire I’m in trouble.” I started. She stayed quiet waiting on me to continue.

I closed my eyes taking a deep breath.

“I confessed to my boss.” I rushed out.

The room was quiet. I slowly opened my eyes turning to look at Claire. Expecting her to have already had a huge reaction.

Her mouth was hanging, her protruding out of her head. Her body completely.

I slowly shook her watching as she gained control over her body.

She grabbed my shoulders shaking them.

“What t
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