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Chapter 10 - Deanna
I grumble under my breath as I walk into my office. I had spent the rest of the day yesterday trying to rearrange my schedule to accommodate Ryan and the CEO.
As I walk around my desk towards my chair, Dotty bounces into the room. However, her face is anything but excited. She has a crease along her forehead with her mouth curving downwards in a slight frown. “Hey, didn’t you grab anything to eat this morning? You were running late and ate nothing at the house. Are you sure you don’t want me to go down to the corner and pick you up something?”
I sigh and shake my head. “I don’t know if I have time to eat anything even if you got me something.”
Just as I finish my sentence, Nathan walks into my office with a cup of tea in one hand and a muffin in the other. “Deanna, I thought maybe you would like another cup of herbal tea to get you started off on the right foot. I also picked up a few muffins this mo
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