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... ising both palms in what he hoped was a calming gesture. A single drop of coffee oozed off his sleeve and splattered onto the tiles. "No harm done. Truly."
Behind him, Lydia's gaze seemed to drill into his back—likely worried he might catch pneumonia from wearing wet clothes. Bowed so low that her forehead nearly touched the floor, the young woman looked seconds away from tears. Staffers hovered at the periphery, exchanging anxious glances that said, Poor girl—she's doomed.
Then, ...
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