Dorothy had no clue when the call ended last night. By the time she woke up, her phone was as dead as a doornail, completely powered down.

She plugged it in to charge before stumbling out of bed to freshen up.

In the middle of brushing her teeth, it hit her like a ton of bricks—the conversation she'd had with Everett the night before! What on earth had she blurted out to him?! She had actually told him to stop sending flowers to the directors, and she also made a point that the bouquet she received was from a female colleague.

Oh Lord, why would she say something like that? What if Everett just wanted to show some appreciation to the directors? Then her words from last night must have sounded like she was full of herself. The man hadn't hinted even once that he was sending flowers to impress her. No jealousy on his part whatsoever. Why did she feel the need to explain herself? And.. did she just throw Kevin under the bus? Dorothy slapped her forehead and let out a groan.

Was her brain fried from too much work lately? She had no filter last night and spilled everything! After getting ready, she hesitated with her now powered-on phone in hand. Should she try to make amends with Everett? But...

What should she even say? How to even begin fixing this was the problem.

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