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CHAPTER 44: UNFINISHED PROMISES

Author: Memoree
last update publish date: 2026-05-07 01:15:52

Jaydon

When Anna handed me the wrong file for the second time, I could feel my patience snap. I tried to hold back, tried to keep my cool, but I couldn’t stop myself from slamming my fist on the desk. The pen on the desk rolled off with a soft clink as Anna flinched back, eyes wide in fear.

First, she messed up my coffee order, and now this. Wrong file, again.

Was the universe trying to ruin my day? Because it sure felt like it.

Isayanna had asked me a ridiculous question this morning, just
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