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Chapter 58 - Crashing the Conversation

Author: Anney GW
last update Last Updated: 2025-05-29 18:17:19
Vienna’s POV

"I know," I rushed to explain, my words tumbling out faster than I could control. "It probably sounds crazy after everything, but… things have been complicated. He’s really trying, and…"

I trailed off, realizing just how messy and tangled my feelings were. And how inappropriate it was to expose all of it to my boss.

But Fred just gave a slow, thoughtful nod. His green eyes studied me carefully. "That’s… big news," he said softly.

I forced a small, slightly nervous smile. "Yeah. I suppose it is."

"Well," Fred added after a moment, "children need their father, after all. I can understand why you’d want to give him another chance."

That sentence made something in my chest tighten. I let out a small breath.

"Thanks. But let’s, uh, steer back to work, if you don’t mind," I added quickly. "Probably not the smartest idea to pour out my personal life to my boss."

Fred chuckled, his gaze softening. "Fair enough. But just so you know, you can always talk to me. We’re a team here."
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