Teresa's POV.
The clock on my computer screen glowed 9:47 PM. The fluorescent lights hummed a lonely tune above my head, the only sound in the vast, empty office. My desk was a single island of light in a dark sea of cubicles. My eyes burned, dry and gritty from staring at spreadsheets for the last three hours. The numbers had started to swim toge
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