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  1. Something Like Hate
  2. Also By Claudia Burgoa
  3. Dedication
  4. Epigraph
  5. Miller
  6. Claire
  7. Claire
  8. Miller
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  55. Epilogue
  56. Dear Reader
  57. Excerpts
  58. Finding My Reason
  59. Someday, Somehow
  60. Want More…
  61. Acknowledgments
  62. About the Author
  63. Also By Claudia Burgoa

Though I’ll never let Danielle know, she was right about the nap. I should have at least dropped my stuff at her place. Nothing I can do now. I drag all my bags to the coffee shop and order a coffee, buy an egg sandwich and cookies for later. I wonder if I should drop my stuff at Thomas’ bar? It’s not far away from here.

We have to talk about his life. I can’t believe he sold his company and just opened a bar and has a mini-brewery.

When I arrive at what will be the new home of Blend Digital Media, I take a picture, but unlike the one I took at the airport, I don’t post it on Instagram. I want everyone to see the new place when they step out of the elevator. The main reception is empty. There’s only one elevator, and thankfully, it opens right as I push the button.

Once I arrive at the twentieth floor, the doors slide open, and the first thing I spot is the elegant logo of our company above the reception desk.

Everything looks the way we imagined it. I spend the next couple of hours with the contractor, discussing each area. I inspect every surface; ask him to repair a few details in the drywall that the movers messed up as the furniture arrived.

When everyone leaves, I go to my office. It’s just perfect. It faces the Rocky Mountains, that’s a view I can’t copy anywhere else. I’m excited about this new stage, as well as looking forward to many breathtaking sunsets while I work.

Maybe this isn't my company. Owning five percent of it doesn’t make it mine, but it’s enough for now. The final decisions will always be made by Shelby and Edith. Jonathan and I don’t mind.

It’s okay. I’m going to be fine. Am I nervous? Of course.

I'm worried about a lot of things. I'm starting all over again. It shouldn’t be too hard, I have my family, and my employers supporting me. But this is all new. Then, there’s the competition.

23 Media Inc. has become one of the biggest agencies in the country. They are one of our main competitors. We’re in their turf. Miller’s turf to be exact. My head spins just thinking about seeing him again. It’s inevitable. I know at some point we’ll cross paths. I just hope it won’t happen any time soon.

Shelby asked me if I foresee having any problems since my former employer would be my biggest competition. She knows our entire history. Well, not everything. No one knows we fucked in his office, even after we were over.

I still can't believe I let him fuck me.