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... dy felt tight—trapped.
She didn’t want Marcus to drive her today, so she forced herself behind the wheel and headed straight for the company.
At a red light, she noticed coffee spilled onto the white linen of her dress. The jolt of the car door threw a small splash of dark roast down her front.
She reached for a napkin, but her hands were full of the coffee, her bag, an extra tote filled with scripts and makeup.
She wanted to throw the coffee at the wall. The coff ...
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