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... held high, but my stomach twisted in knots, I didn’t miss the whispers started before I even reached the elevator.
"She’s here .."
"Slept with both Russo men..."
"Gold-digger..."
I clenched my fists, nails digging into my palms, annoyance building up, I didn’t want to cause a scene or give them the satisfaction.
The elevator ride to my office felt endless, every second, I imagined more people talking, more blogs popping up, more humiliation.
I bare ...
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