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Chapter fourteen

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Daisy POV

I went straight back to my desk the moment I left his office.

Straight.

No detours. No hesitation. No looking back even once.

That was what I told myself.

But my fingers were still tight around the folder even after I sat down, even after I placed it neatly on the table, even after I opened my laptop and forced my eyes onto the screen.

Nothing stayed in my head.

Nothing made sense.

The numbers blurred together. The words on the email I was supposed to read refused to form any
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