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CHAPTER 17 Act Normal

Author: Luna Hart
last update publish date: 2026-03-12 15:34:57

By the time I got to the office, I had already told myself three different versions of the same lie.

You're fine.

It was one night.

You can act normal.

The problem was that none of those things felt entirely true.

I sat at my desk, opened my laptop, and stared at the spreadsheet in front of me for almost a full minute before I realized I had not absorbed a single number. The office was already awake around me. Phones ringing. Low conversations near the glass meeting room. The soft clatter of ke
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