Layla starts collecting dirty items and stacking them in her arms. “Is there anything you’d like to tell me?” Nova and I haven’t discussed it, but I’m pretty sure telling people about our situation falls outside the lines of business casual. It doesn’t feel right to lie to Layla, but I don’t want to break Nova’s trust either. It’s our business. No one else’s. “The bear claws were good today,” I say, trying my best to infuse my voice with as much enthusiasm as possible. “Did you use sea salt again?” “Yeah, I used sea salt. It’s a new recipe I’m trying where I put it in the glaze.” She dumps her
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