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, I tell them both, who continue to gawk at me in shock.
My anxiety finally bubbles over as I head off to my office where my gym is set up in the corner, and start kicking and punching out my aggravation at the situation. When I hear the door close from Jonny leaving, I collapse to the floor in tears. Charlene eventually comes in and throws her arms over my shoulders as I’m yanking the gloves off of my hands. “Don’t worry, Amory! We've got you”, she says.
She walks with me to my bed and climbs in with me. Charlene is my project manager, my personal assistant, and my best friend! I lay there in her arms until I cried myself to sleep.
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