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A Slave To Her Work, Chapter 3

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"Good morning, Miss Moore," he said in his usual greeting. He didn't seem to even realize she was dying inside. He seemed completely oblivious to how she felt or even what went on yesterday.  If she hadn't been so bowled over by him it might have made her angry, his ignorance of her feelings. But how could he know? She had tried very hard to suppress any emotions she might have felt. 

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