Chapter 12 My face reddened thinking about how Darrell showed up in my office yesterday. My head had been hurting since then. I don't even want to think about how he held me possessively to himself. He used to be so good with his hands. Was it still the same now? Or did he lose his spark after two years? “Gosh, Meagan.” I palmed my face loudly, embarrassed of my image staring back at me in the mirror. “Hey, Meg. Are you okay in there?’’ Darrell knocked on the bathroom door, forcing me to a jolt. “Oh, yes please. I'll be out in a few.’’ I answered and proceeded to do my morning skin care routine. Honestly, I wasn't feeling like going to the office today. Aside the fact that I felt utterly defeated, I dreaded the thought of Darrell showing up again. I wasn't sure about how I'd take it down this time. Minutes stretched long enough for me to have picked out a dress for the day, but I was only finishing up with my face care. Surprisingly, Danny hadn't come to knock or check on
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