Forty-Eight

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SIMON “What are you doing here?” He asked her, taking her in from head to toe. Zoey looked away, acting as though it was someone else and not her he was speaking to. “Don’t stand there and pretend like you don’t know that it is you I am speaking to. Also, don’t tell me that everything is fine because it is clear it isn’t.” He said and she inhaled sharply before feigning a smile. “As you can see, sir. I just came out to get some fresh air. Everything is well and good around here.” She told him, pretending to be happy. “What did I tell you about lying to me?” She could not dare to look at him as soon as he said those words. Speechless, she bit the inner corners of her mouth until they drew blood. “Were you the person he was speaking about?” He asked her, and she turned around, avoidi

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