Jasmine’s POV“What do you mean by I’m being weird?” I asked, feigning ignorance. He looked at me for a couple of seconds before sighing. He started the car and eased out of the parking lot.“It’s probably just me seeing things. Plus, you look stressed. Should I speak to Damien regarding your workload?” He asked, and I scoffed. I already have to work twice as hard to prove to my coworkers that I got the job based on my skills, and having him step in is just going to make things worse.“No, I’m doing okay, and I don’t need you speaking to my boss,” I replied curtly, and I saw how his hands tightened around the steering wheel, and I felt bad for snapping at him like that. It wasn’t his fault that I hung on to the hope that one day, he would look at me like I mattered.“I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to snap. I just need more sleep, and my workload isn’t anything I can’t handle.” I added immediately, and he looked away from the road to smile at me. My insides turned into jelly, and I found mys
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