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I know all this.
It doesn’t help.
I push through a set of doors and into the admin wing, and make myself slow my stride.
I’m pretty sure he hasn’t given it a moment’s thought. He’s carrying on like it’s a normal day. I’m not going to think about it anymore, either.
I can do this.
I’ll have to stay out of the office as much as I can. There is plenty to do elsewhere. Maybe I can work from home later or something.
I will not be holed up with him unless absolutely necessary.
I will do my job. He will do his. In a few days, he’ll be gone, and I won’t have to see him again.
I’ll hold on to that thought, and I’ll be just fine.
