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Stay in Your Lane

Author: Ziora
last update Last Updated: 2024-12-21 15:41:03

Grant's POV

Lena's office propelled me into the quiet click of a door behind me. The sound reverberated in finality. The whole hall felt colder, heavier, as if the walls were soaked in the burden of the activities that had just come to pass. I walked past rows of glass offices, beyond curious glances of employees who knew better than to ask why I was there.

Every stride echoed besides the sound of something being left-no, someone. Lena. The only one who ever pierced the shiny armor I wore and who could have viewed the flawed man underneath yet still chose me for a time. What remains now is distance, both physical and emotional-a chasm that she is determined to keep widening.

Damien stood in the hallway near the conference room, his arms crossed, and his face set in a frown. Guard Dog was ready to pounce, and I had neither time nor the will to deal with him.

"Didn't take long, did it?" He sneered when he saw me approaching.

I slowed my steps, fixing him with a steely glare. "If you a
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