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103- Move and miss
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2024-10-29 19:42:56I glance around Bellamy’s office.
“Do you have more work to do today or are you free now?” I ask. Bellamy grimaces, pulling a hand through his hair.“I have a bit more to do. I definitely haven’t been as focussed today as I would like.” He admits.“Eh, that’s fair. Why don’t you try and finish up and then we can make something easy for dinner?” I suggest.“Will you stay while I work?” Bellamy asks hopefully and I agree.“Sure, why not?” I plop myself down in my recliner and lay it back as far as it goes. I then start watching random videos on my phone. After a minute or so though I find myself in the notes app writing down ideas, pros and cons about the Alpha female role. I might not be ready yet, but I can work on getting ready.Bellamy finishes his work pretty fast and then we make cold meat sandwiches for dinner, neither of us feeling up to doing anything complicated. Megan eats out. I didn’t even realise she was going out but she must have left at tRelated chapters
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“Your leave? I know. You have two weeks of leave saved up and a few sick days. We don’t usually let people take annual leave without notice though… which is why I applied for your leave three weeks ago. It starts today by the way.” She says cheerfully. “You are an angel Amber. I swear you keep the whole place running.” I compliment her. I can practically feel her delight through the phone. I remember she complained to me once that people are always mad when she doesn’t predict something and they get caught by surprise, but don’t appreciate it when she does. So since then, I’ve been making more of an effort to acknowledge her special contributions at work. “I know.” She says proudly. She pauses a moment before asking.“Ryann, is everything okay with you? I haven’t seen much, I only really can see the parts of your life that directly affect me, so basically your work related stuff. But you’ve been a bit off lately. You had that time when you were all depressed, then you
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Strings of Fate 110- Early and eating
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