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“What do you mean by resignation?” I slowly eyed the envelope. I turned away from him, opening the car to take out my bag before I closed it, hanging the bag over my shoulders.

Seth still had it facing me, and he didn’t seem to want to take it back.

Isn’t this what I wanted? To finally have him gone, but then again, I never said it should come this easy. I hate when I get what I want so easily.

Seth sighed before saying, “I don’t think I can work for you anymore; I have—”

“That—” I interrupted him as we both paused. I thought he was going to go ahead and speak, but he waited for me to continue. “No, I am sorry; go ahead; you were saying..."

“I was just..." Seth stopped again. Was he nervous? I don’t think he is. It was sort of like he wanted to get this done, but I wasn’t giving him a chance to. “I wanted to say that I have spoken to Mr. Michaels, and he said, "

I interrupted him again. “You have spoken to my husband? When?” My forehead furrowed, sounding surprised, not knowing he had
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