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versary was supposed to be a day of celebration and joy, a milestone in our relationship that we had both looked forward to, yet here I was, plagued by the thought that maybe he had simply forgotten. I stood at his workplace, ready to surpriity that I had come to accept, but despite knowing that, I still wanted to bring a spark of happiness to his busy day. As I noticed the elevator's numbers lighting up, my heart raced with each count-a countdown to floor seven, Jack's floor. When the doors finally opened, I stepped out, bu
never I encountered her. I couldn't quite understand what her problem was, but at that moment, I pushed the thought aside, focus
ack's secretary, clad only in her bra, her shirt hiked up around her waist, was intimately positioned against Jack's body, who was standing behind her, engaging in an act far removed from any work-related discussion. My grip
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un around and bolted toward the elevator, my mind racing as I desperately tried to escape the chaos behind me. Jack,
explain!" he shouted, his
n to close, I caught a glimpse of Jack's frantic expression, the way he reached out in vain, still shoutingt washed over me, and I wiped the tears streaming down my cheeks, fully aware that my mascara had transformed my face into a smudged disas
ut in the form of a heart-wrenching scream. How did everything go so horribly wrong? Was it truly so unreasonable to want to wait until marriage before having sex? Jack had always assured me that he understood, claiming that his lov
rld pressing down on me, each sob wracking my body and echoing in the emptiness around me. Eventually, the sound of a knock jolted me out of my sorrowful stupor. I had cried myself into an unsettling sleep,
say, Jack pushed his way inside uninvited. I instinctively recoiled, taking a step back to create some
mistake. Baby, I love you." His words hung in the air, and I

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