My stomach heaved, the sour taste of the enlightenment making me retch.“Robin, are you okay?”I bent over, gripping my middle, another hand clamped over my mouth, ready to vomit. God! It was going to come out, I retched! He hoisted me from the desk to the washroom, holding my hair in a makeshift ponytail over the toilet bowl. I hurled my intestines out, Jack stroking my back as I prayed to the porcelain again and again. Throwing up was exhausting. I looked flushed and slightly unfocused with my damp face. Jack’s hand at the small of my back, soothing me. He led me to the sink, threw some water on my face and quickly rinsed my mouth, before carrying me back to the office, sat me down on the desk, and slouched forward, doing a visual checkup on me. He ran both hands through his hair, exasperated. We were just staring at each other for a millennium, frankly lost for words. Five thousand women were a lot to contend with, did it include Millicent? Oh, fucking God.“Robin, where is this co
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