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... ly then did I let out the breath I’d been holding. My palms were still clammy from standing in that office with those two guests, especially the girl with the perfect hair and perfect everything.
She looked like she belonged in Romeo’s world. Meanwhile, I was just... me. The assistant who kept cleaning supplies in the corner of his office like some kind of maid squirrel.
I exhaled again, trying to shake off the weird tightness in my chest. Send Mr. Antonio, he’d said.
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