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Chapter 56; Sinclair

Author: Mary Champ
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Sinclair

New York felt different.

Cold and unwelcoming. It didn't feel like home anymore. My apartment felt too cold and clinical for my liking. My whole body and soul revolted against being here without London. I wanted to take it back to forty eight hours ago when it has been just us. Before Cathleen had appeared and ruined everything.

She didn't even say goodbye.

I pushed the silly thought away. Of course she couldn't have said goodbye. I wasn't supposed to know that she had been there with me. She didn't know I knew. My phone pinged with a new email as it had been doing since I stepped foot in new York. All the business I had put on the back burner while I was off falling in love demanding my immediate attention now. I was yet to remove Harper from the position of my assistant and wondered if I should even bother anymore.

London who had had a problem with her was no where near me.

But truly, Harper was over due a better position.

I sighed, rubbing the bridge of my nose. The
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