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... days, my office had offered a new kind of view, one that had become strangely compelling. Through the glass walls that separated my space from the rest of the floor, I’d catch glimpses of her. Paige. Still at her desk long after the sun had set, her office was often the only one still illuminated, a lone, stubborn lamp fighting against the deepening night outside.
I’d watch her sometimes, a silent spectator to her struggle from behind the polished expanse of my Giorgetti desk. I saw her ...
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