“Did you see the email?” He swallows nervously. “What would you like me to do? The HR director is asking. This isn’t how we normally process resignations.” My eyes lift to his. “Give her the vacation days.” His face goes ashen. He barrels close to my desk, moving faster than I’ve ever seen him. “Alistair.” Stubbornness winds across my chest, burrowing deep into the pain that hid away when Claire left me behind. It’s a different kind of anguish. Different because Kenya’s still alive but she’s choosing not to be with me. She’s choosing to leave. It’s like getting clawed in the face over and over
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