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15. A Web of Thoughts
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2024-10-29 19:42:56Rima’s POV
I nodded at Mr. Snow’s words, appreciating the sentiment even though I had no intention of revealing any more of my vulnerability to him “Thank you, Mr. Snow” I said quietly “Shall we continue with the presentation?”
Instead of agreeing, he shook his head “Rima, you’re excused for today. We can continue working tomorrow”
I stiffened at his words. I didn’t want his pity, nor did I want his judgment of my ability to work based on what he’d witnessed. The idea of being alone with my thoughts was daunting. The work was a distraction, something I needed now more than ever “I’m fine, Mr. Snow” I retorted stubbornly “Let’s finish this”
He regarded me silently for a moment, his gaze probing as if searching for something. Whatever he found in my determined expression seemed to convince him that I needed this. With a mild nod, he finally agreed “Al
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