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38. BACK AT WORK

I ran my hands over the piece around my neck while staring at myself in the mirror. The door opening jolted me out of my daze. 

“I am leaving.” 

“Can I have a ride?” I asked, already grabbing my bag, rushing after Storm. 

“Why? Your driver is waiting.” 

My quick mouth failed me, my mind trying and coming empty with a reason. 

With all the missed calls I dodged from Damon, I really didn't want to see him. 

My mouth opened and closed. 

Would Storm think me too clingy if  I persisted in my request? 

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