Chapter SEVENTY-EIGHT

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  Party People   Alexey's POV   The meeting with the board flew by without so much as a cough from me, I didn't contribute in any way.   How could I?   I mean sure my body was there but my mind was somewhere else. I kept thinking back to the last time I spoke with Irena.   Everything seemed to be going so well and suddenly it all went down the drain.   The things she said.   How could she say those things?   "Of course, I care about you," I murmured under my breath.   "What was that Alexey?" Mr. Shevchenko asked, confused.   "Oh nothing, please carry on." I urged wearing an obviously fake smile on my face.   Wow, did I say that out loud?   What's happening to me?   Why is she so influential?   Why can't I seem to ignore these feelings?   The rest of the day was largely uneve

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