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Chapter 21

A week had passed since the disaster at the bridal shop, and my wicked stepmother hadn't stopped pestering me for the name of my supposed fiance. But all I'd gotten from that infamous dating app were twenty dick pics, five offers for casual sex, and countless hours of frustration. I had no one to take to that party.

I pulled at my hair, desperate and stressed. These emotions were so overwhelming that I realized I had yanked out a strand of hair, and I stared at it with the urge to cry.

"I'm worried about you. I mean it," Jenna said, sitting beside me in my cubicle. She handed me a coffee. "A mocha, to whet your appetite so we can go have lunch like the rest of the floor."

It was lunchtime, and there was only one colleague in the private video conference booth at the end of the hall. I focused on my computer.

"I'm not hungry. I need to find a man for tonight," I told my friend.

"Still on that? Aren't you busy with our project?"

"I'm juggling both. Tomorrow I have a meeting with ou
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