VALERIEOne second I was running through the lobby, past the receptionist who was pretending very hard not to stare, and the next I was behind the wheel with my hands shaking too badly to get the key into the ignition. The anniversary card was still crushed in my fist, corners digging into my palm. I didn’t remember grabbing it. I didn’t remember much of anything except the sound of that door opening and Zoey’s face on the other side of it.I finally got the car started and pulled out of the parking garage too fast, tires screeching against concrete in a way that would have terrified me on any other night. Tonight I barely heard it.The city blurred past the windows, streetlights smearing into long gold streaks. I didn’t have a destination. I just needed to be moving, needed the distance between me and that conference room to keep growing, because some part of me was convinced that if I stopped, if I sat still for even a second, the weight of it would finally catch up and crush me.W
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