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CHAPTER 9

Jett

I flick through the contract that's been occupying my desk for the past three hours. The numbers and details blur together as they pass before my eyes, but my mind refuses to engage.

With a snap, I close the folder, drawing in a deep breath. Fantastic, I feel absolutely dreadful. It's been three days since I last laid eyes on Lilac, yet she occupies my thoughts incessantly, like a relentless storm.

Isn’t she exhausted by now? The instant I forbade her from stepping foot in the company, I regretted it profoundly, though I can't pinpoint why. Everywhere I turn, her presence lingers.

Even the mere thought of restaurant food pales in comparison to her culinary creations. I fear I'm on the brink of losing my sanity.

Maybe it’s time to talk to that old bat I’m paying to diagnose my brain. I stand up, stretching a bit. I check my watch, it’s 5:21 pm. My stomach rumbles, voicing its protests. Great, I haven’t had lunch and it’s already time for dinner.

I'll just make do with whatever I
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