Sylvia couldn't help it-she burst out laughing.

Lester saw her laugh, and with a grin, handed her the carton of milk he'd just stuck a straw in. He was laughing too now, the mood infectious.

Meanwhile, outside the door-

Rupert had been standing there for a while, glancing sideways at Orson.

Orson stood rigid and serious, murmuring under his breath, "He had it coming." Rupert said nothing, eyes fixed on the door, staring at Sylvia through the glass. But Sylvia's gaze was on Lester, her bright eyes reflecting his image in them. She'd really let Lester into her heart.

She hadn't immediately said yes to Lester's confession, but she hadn't turned him down, either. She didn't even pull her hand away when he kissed it.

So this is what it feels like to be on the outside, Rupert realized. She was right there-so close-but the bitterness of it made it hard to breathe, just this once. And yet, he'd made her feel this way over and over, disappointment after disappointment.

Why would she choose him, anyway?

Orson stepped in closer, reminding him, "Mr. Rupert, aren't you going in to clear things up?"

"Let's go."

Rupert's tone was calm, but his fists were clenched so tight the veins stood out, as if he was barely holding something back.

...

A week later.

when she got a call from the


been detained. There was no

was just there to answer some

mastermind threatening Naomi. Sylvia knew the truth wasn't that

what

let out a

then, the receptionist walked in

these are for you again—third day in a row! Someone's got themselves

"Thanks."

the flowers and glancing at the card tucked

Lester's initials, her lips

it from?" another coworker piped up, curiosity drawing

only laughed and waved them off. "I'll

someone special if you're being all mysterious


just grinned,

the new girl to

Why aren't you treating us? I

other and treat the office to lunch. You cant be that stingy, can you? Didn't you

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