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nd she slumped down on the couch, exh

le to keep the anger out of her voice. "What did he do to you?" April

rom crying. "Brent, he *hic* he... I saw them *hic* together, April. Oh God

aused to swallow the lump in her throat. She had cried all her tears out and now she just felt exhausted. She wished she cou

ic* gave him space whenever he needed it. We were *hic* we were happy. I t

g. "His cousin? I'm just so *hic* so stupid, aren't I? Th

oathing so she crouched down in front of h

smart, beautiful, badass babe and don't need a man to make you fee

hen I'm done with him, he's going to need a whole f

id to deserve someone as caring as April in her life. No matter how bad things got, Apr

" Amy muttered, before adding "Thanks April.

owly dying out. She threw her arm aro

lliant than before, I promise." She said, her voice barely above a whisper Amy hummed in r

. Amy didn't have to wait too long for sleep as crying had drained al

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breakdown she'd gone through had taken a huge toll on her both ph

ened, but she was getting better every

chen. April had taken leave from work to stay by her side through everything, doin

ht? The kitchen is literally right ne

ung lady?" April teased

hich April just laughed.They then fell into a comfortable si

finally spoke up. "I want to head over to th

g herself, then after a few seconds of silence between the two of them, she f

front of the building, taking deep breaths to prepare herself for what was to come. She'd be

back tomorrow if you want?"

," Amy said, steeling her nerves befor

how April the startup she had built with her now ex-boyfriend. They hadn't spoken since the incident, but Brent had sent her a text which rea

ugh, but seeing her company still thriving brought a sigh of relief. She'd given everything to build it, and now the effort

rom the colleague made Brent turn, catching sight of them at the door. He gave them both a nervous smile and April could only think about knocking his teeth out but she r

a hint of nervousness coloring his expression. Amy couldn't help but feel a twinge of

ril around the office space. They stopped at the various desks, each one with its p

as she wanted to avoid it, she had to talk to Brent. She asked

in a professional ton

ted, but he was imm

m

sional as this is a workspace. Now if you'll excu

is throat. "I have something to tell you, Amy," he s