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I arrived at Grace's workplace, entered her office, and sat in front of her. There were several muffins on her desk, so I grabbed one and devoured it.

"What's wrong with you now?" she asked, looking at me oddly.

I looked at her with my best tragic expression.

"I went back to work with Jona," I said between chews.

She rolled her eyes immediately.

"I'm starting to think you're a masochist," she said.

I shrugged.

"Jona asked me, and I couldn't say no," I replied.

Grace closed her eyes for a moment, then took a deep breath and looked at me.

"Yeah, sure, whatever you say," she said.

I swallowed a gasp and started breathing slowly to calm myself; I felt like crying, I was so sentimental about all of this.

"Hayden is with Debbie, that sneaky bitch, how I hate her," I said.

Grace took off her glasses and set them aside.

"You're both masochists, made for each other. You lie to him, and the other idiot gets involved with a woman he feels nothing for," she said.

I crossed my arms and gave her a