Sarah Miller looked me up and down, taking in my dirty apron and my hands covered in chapped, cracked skin from the cold. She sighed softly."I never should have agreed to let your father take you. It's really been hard on you, hasn't it? If he can't afford to raise you, he should have let go."I shot back coldly, "Don't worry about it, Sarah. We're strangers now. Talking like that might give people the wrong idea."Her face darkened. She looked like she wanted to say something else, but in the end, she just fell silent.After a long moment, she turned and walked away.Once she was gone, I just stood there holding my tray, my fingers stiff. A coworker came over and quietly asked, "You okay?"I shook my head.Another coworker whispered, "Was that... was that Sarah Miller? From Miller Group? I heard she's still completely devoted to her ex-husband. She burned bridges with her whole family for him back in the day. I even saw an interview where she said the people she feels she fail
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