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She
stood up and gathered her things. Catalella looked around the room for the
waiter who just served her. But just as he took a step forward, when she called
him, he stopped.

“It’s
alright, your lunch is on me,” he said his voice flat and his face
expressionless.

“I can
pay for my own meal.” She tried calling for the waiter again but he didn’t
move.

“Don’t
be stubborn. I’ll pay for it.” The frustration was back in his voice and oddly
enough she was relieved.

“Fine,
suit yourself.”

Catalella
cradled her files and papers in her arm as she pulled her bag over her
shoulder. He watched as she stood up, then followed her to the front door. He
held it open for her, all the while avoiding her gaze. She had become used to
men not looking her in the eye. He grabbed her arm just as she stepped out then
said. “I’m sorry you were married to a jerk.”

No one
was sorrier than she was.

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