The Billionaire's Fake Date

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familiar crack of my manager's door behind me. There was a brief pause to the

for a quick meeting," her comm

't think of a single reason why I'd be 'called into the principal's office' since I'd done nothing but hit

eeked my head through the door to m

obably because I looked like a nervous wrec

e a glass of water and I took a small sip, hoping it would have a cal

" Straight to the point. Just like that. A sma

out my water. "You're aski

een excellent, Kathy. There's a position that just opened up in our

my throat, mind reeling from t

a big decision, but you'll be working directly with the CEO which is gre

?" I gripped the edge of

s talking about. Then there was the question about the city itself. I chewed on my lip as I considered her words. New York sounded so exc

on me. I'd be leaving behind the scars of a messy break-up with my cheating ex and the wound f

setting was exac

surge of unexplainable con

ed pleasantly surprised by how

ither. When I was dating my ex-boyfriend, he would al

y at home. I'm here and that's

istened. Now that he was gone, I knew I had t

rs of my lips curved upwards into

a step in the right direction. It had to be. Before I knew

uch," my mother hugged me tig

you, too," I replie

erstand the grief of losing a parent back then, but even so, my mother made sure that I never felt his absence. She tried her be

I promised, before giving h

chapter in my life. One I wa