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... nd Ryan couldn’t see, pocketing my phone as we trudged home from the grocery store, bags in hand.
"You okay, Hel?" Jason asked. He was fourteen and too perceptive for his own good, swinging the bag of milk like a pendulum.
Ryan kicked a pebble ahead of us. "Yeah, you look weird."
"I’m fine," I said, forcing a smile. "Boss just needs me in the office early tomorrow."
I wondered how he even got my number. HR, probably. I’d given it when I started working for Layla, ...
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