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Chapter 8

Cassandra’s POV

I spend the next two days on a sick leave, which Harold was happy to grant. Lydia made a joke of how I have the man by his monetary balls when he allowed me take two days off, hopefully two days away from there should be enough to get that man off my scent. Hopefully.

On the third day I resume work bright and early with an equally bright countenance but very dodgy eyes. I could not help it, I was searching for any sign of the man from before, one wrong move from a passerby and I was ducking under my hoodie. My point is, getting to work was an arduous journey.

When I do get to work I breath a massive sigh of relief. I spot Lydia the same time she spots me.

“Welcome…woah, what the hell are you wearing?” Lydia covers her nose with a frown.

“What are you talking about,” I ask innocently, she raises her brow in disbelief. Of course, I know what she is talking about. My sensitive nose kept sneezing nonstop this morning when I first applied it, my bright idea to avoid the ‘bi
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