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in the mirrored walls. The courage I'd summoned moments ago was
heck. In his face. The man who held half of N
al as ever. "Ms. Rogers, Mr. Robbins requests that you complete
he final humiliation? A reminder that
od," I ty
d the last of the paperwork under the formulaic guidan
obbins Group tower, the bright New York sun
unknown number. The text
sweetheart. Blaze doesn't wan
rockett . Blaze was always surroun
was disgust, pure and simple. In their world,
flew across
every woman is interested in a cr
immediately blo
needing to get away from this
I found the draft I had written weeks ago, a contingency plan I never thought
ignation and Contract
ormally stated my intention to forfeit the final three months of sa
lion. I was actively giving up nearly two hu
e send button. That was r
ze, Crockett's insulting text, the gl
ngle cent of their mon
yes and press
ushing weight lifted from my should
irst thing I did was start packing
lry-I put them all into boxes
dresser. A small, crystal hockey puck. He had casually handed it to me after
piece of his world, just for me. Now I sa
tion, I tossed
I collapsed onto the sofa, ex
nnabelle. "The perfect union of spor
my empty stare res
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