Nicole Harper
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When Clara called me to tell me that she was visiting Chicago, I was over the moon.
I desperately needed someone to talk to.
It wasn’t like I couldn’t talk to Rhea, but all these had started because I went to strip with Clara. She’d understand better. Also, I needed someone to talk some sense into me. Rhea wasn’t helping. She was even quite disappointed when I told her I planned to move out.
As soon as the time hit five o’clock that Monday, I was the first person out of my seat.
My coworkers stared at me, no doubt wondering if I was running home because Tristan had been harsh with me earlier.
I just smiled at them and rushed into the elevator.
Clara was already waiting at a bar downtown and a drink was exactly what I needed after the past weekend. The things my m
