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Chapter 35: A question

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Liam had rehearsed the words in his head so many times over the past two weeks that they'd started to lose meaning, the way any sentence does when you repeat it enough times alone in an empty room.

"You're doing the thing again," Claire said, watching him pace her office for the third time that week. "The thing where you look like you're about to present quarterly earnings to a hostile board."

"I'm thinking."

"You're spiraling. There's a difference." Claire set down her tablet, giving him he
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