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s dragged to her desk, walking away

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s very heavy. A knot tightens in your stomach and you know you need to get some air, and probab

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rescheduling appointments. You became so engrossed in work, that you'd spent 10 minutes out of you

e events of the day replayed in your thoughts like a broken record, each moment etched with the bitter taste of reality. Th

he glass. The wine burned down your throat, momentarily replacing the ache in your heart with a different kind of wa

gtone piercing the silence of your apartment. He picked u

he asked, unaware of

blurted out your concerns, your word

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he air, suffocating You. "Sophie, you know how I feel about you," he said, his tone gen

r gulp of wine, you felt a surge of anger mixed with sadness. "Complicated? You're

n around her as she succumbed to the intoxicating blend of alcohol and heartache, your mind clouded by the harsh reality of your forbidden affair and the u