Bye-Bye Jerk, Hello Mr. Right by Rosie Steppe

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He sent me a friend request, and at this hour?

My gut told me something was up.

Even though Steve swore Cole wouldn't try anything out of line, I still felt like I needed to be cautious.

Accepting a guy's friend request this late at night just felt too casual-and kinda reckless.

I ignored the notification and focused back on Lena. Then I heard her say, "He did that successful surgery with the girl who's a perfect match for him."

I could hear the sadness in her voice, and it made my chest tighten.

Having been through heartbreak myself, I knew how crucial it was to feel like you're on the same level in a relationship.

Lena was crazy talented, but her senior was a big deal on an international scale. There was a gap between them-a huge one. The whole worlds apart thing? Yeah, there was a reason people say that.

I didn't push the topic and switched to something lighter, chatting with Lena for a while longer before we hung up. Afterward, I stared at Cole's friend request, unease twisting in my gut.

the danger

find out the truth about my

I was about to put my phone down, another message

from Cole

Same tone as Hayden's.

he was trying to protect me, but his warnings had lost their impact by

ignored the message, turned off my phone, and

had near the apartment building was way stronger than I thought. Even Hayden's honey chamomile tea couldn't fix it. I was so wiped out, I didn't even bother

off the grogginess,

me right away. When I got to the office, Ron was already there, giving me a weird

for a few days, so there was a mountain of work waiting for me. I kept my head

stood up, stretched, and was about to head to the cafeteria when Ron came

uneasy look in his eyes made it clear he had something on his

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him a light smile. "Sure, why

"Why so little? Are you on a diet or something? You're in great shape already. Don't lose any more weight-you don't look good when you're too skinny." Even though Ron was technically my superior, he always seemed to tread carefully around me, like he was worried about saying the wrong thing. He might come off as intimidating

my plate and thought about Hayden's cooking. I decided to be straightforward.

Ron seemed taken aback, then quickly nodded like something