CALIFor what felt like the hundredth time since the meeting began, I shifted in my seat, trying to get comfortable. It was hopeless. My back hurt, my neck was stiff, and every minute seemed to crawl by slower than the last.What a boring meeting.Then again, meetings weren't exactly meant to be entertaining. They were long, formal, and filled with people throwing around words they probably enjoyed hearing more than anyone else did. I had tried my best to pay attention in the beginning, but somewhere along the line my mind wandered to food... then sleep... then food again.I fought back another yawn, blinking rapidly so no one would notice how exhausted I was.The moment the meeting finally came to an end, relief washed over me. Thank goodness.Everyone rose from their seats, exchanging polite smiles and handshakes. Some laughed as if they'd just had the most exciting discussion of their lives. Mr. Smith, however, wasn't interested in any of that.Like always.His cold expression neve
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