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CHAPTER THIRTY-THREE

NATALIE'S POV

The noontime rush started to populate the restaurants around me. The bustle in the air above my desk made all the clattering dishes and humming voices busy, even as I continued to stare down at paperwork. My mind refused to quit wandering—even as Brandon's warning about Arlys wouldn't quit echoing—and my chest held this overwhelming knot that tightened into something constricting.

At the knock on my office door, I drew breath, trying to push the anxiety right back down. My heart jumped, and a reflex wave of dread washed over me. I hadn't expected anyone, and surprises weren't exactly welcome after everything that had gone down.

"Come in," I called, my voice steady, and deliberately chose not to look up.

"Robin," I answered, forcing my tone into nonchalance. "What brings you here?"

He only shrugged casually, leaning against the frame. "I wanted to check up on you. You have been… distant lately."

I swallowed. The air between us was so highly strained. "I've just been busy.
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