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Author: Kiara Nicole
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Iris

Harold already knew where I was heading, I didn’t have to say anything, and found myself musing, then looked at the flowers.

What exactly would happen in a few hours' time when Tiffany would show up? Of course, Tiffany was definitely part of the team now, I felt. And while they said there was no "I" in team, there was certainly an "I" in Tiffany.

I kept wondering if I should call her to inform her about the allergy, but I realized I didn’t even have her number.

Also, knowing Tiffany, she probably wouldn’t listen to me. She would think I was trying to sabotage her, just like she accused me in the flower shop. But I had to warn her somehow, I just didn’t know how.

By the time I got to the office, I was rather glad to see Tiffany wasn’t there yet and no ambulance was outside. In fact, it was rather telling, only for me to discover that Orchard’s mom was fine and in her office with her head buried in a tablet.

“Oh, thank God you’re here,” she said.

“Oh my goodness!” Her face
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