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Chapter 80: The Cost of Us (Part 2)

Author: Noxvane
last update publish date: 2026-06-24 14:18:59

With shaking hands and vision blurred by rising heat, I began to type.

To: Damian Vale

HR Manager, Meridian Creative Group

Subject: Resignation

Every letter felt like a jagged cut. I didn't want to go. I loved this job. I loved the energy, the people. And more than anything, I was falling for the man in the office across the hall.

But that love felt selfish now. If I stayed, I would keep dragging Jovan into the mud of my past. Archer wouldn't stop. Chloe wou

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