"I got a restraining order against him this morning," I said into the phone as I pushed through the front doors of the building, my coffee cup sweating slightly against my palm."Good, you should have done that the second he showed up at your car," Amanda said as her voice came through sharp and certain. "I still can't believe he grabbed you like that.""Neither can I," I said as I shook my head, weaving toward the elevators. "I keep replaying it. The whole 'you belong to me' thing.""That man needs serious help," Amanda said as she huffed. "Did the judge give you any trouble?"I was about to answer when I caught the way two women near the reception desk went quiet and turned their heads, watching me cross the lobby like I was something they'd been discussing seconds before. I slowed, frowning, and felt my stomach tighten."Amanda, I'm at work, I have to go," I said as I lowered the phone slightly, scanning the room."Okay, but call me at lunch," Amanda said as her voice rushed to get
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