When Zachary followed me to my office, I was clearing out my desk drawers."I want your explanation," he demanded in a low voice, shutting the door behind him."It's personal," I replied."Because of Maxwell?" he asked, eyes narrowing. "Do you two know each other?"I stopped what I was doing and responded, "He's my high school classmate.""Just a classmate?" Zachary pressed, stepping closer. "Given your reaction, it doesn't seem like you've just run into an old classmate."I let out a bitter laugh. He was too sharp, and there was no way I could hide anything from him."Maxwell is just someone I used to have a crush on," I admitted.At least, that was what had happened in this life."Is it worth giving up everything you've worked for for five years?" Zachary asked, planting both hands on my desk and leaning in. "All that just to avoid him? Jocelyn, have you lost your mind?""You don't understand…""Then make me," he snapped, his voice unusually sharp. "I've known you for fi
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