Chapter 22

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Grace took a deep breath as she closed the door, standing there for a second, almost forgetting James's presence until he spoke.

“That took a while, you okay?” he asked, noticing the angry expression on her face.

She looked at him with rage. “Oh yeah, I am perfectly fine,” she said through a forced smile.

“Okay, you are definitely not okay. What happened?” He pressed.

His question only worsened her present rage. “You must be talking about yourself, James, because I, GRACE BUSH, AM SUPER DUPER,” she spat out without even raising her head.

"Wow," James exclaimed, sensing the danger of continuing to pressure her. He gave up. "Sure, suit yourself." Though he had considered asking her again, her sudden angry demeanor made him think otherwise.

"Well, suited," she spat out in a fit of frustration.

They worked in silence, James stealing glances in her direction. The rage on Grace's face remained as clear as day, so he decided to mind his own business.

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Grace knew she could never have