DIANE“Before you leave, won’t you have one last cup of tea with me?”The voice came from my left. I turned and saw him walking toward me, a smirk tugging at his lips. He slipped his hands into his pockets like he had all the time in the world.I let out a quiet sigh and dropped my luggage on the floor. I wasn’t in the mood for tea or anything, really. I just wanted to go, like they all seemed to want me to.But a few minutes later, we were sitting in the lounge, steaming cups between us. I could feel his eyes on me, watching too closely.“So, you’re just going to leave like that?” he asked, like I was making a selfish choice. Just like Mr. Charles, always assuming things are simple, like his son does.I looked down at my tea. “All the evidence points to me,” I said quietly. “It’s not like I have a choice.” “If Benjamin had taken that project, you wouldn’t be here stressing yourself,” he said, shaking his head like it was all so obvious.I scoffed, knowing exactly what he was implyin
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