HER BOYFRIEND SAVED HER IN HIS PHONE AS “FREE DINNER”—SO SHE CANCELED HIS BIRTHDAY RESERVATION AND LET HIS CARD GET DECLINED IN FRONT OF EVERYONE

“Valeria,” she said, “my office.”

Valeria stood, humiliated.

Inside, Dr. Patel closed the door and sat across from her. Mid-fifties, sharp-eyed, respected, unreadable when she needed to be.

“I’ve seen the post,” she said.

Valeria swallowed. “I’m sorry.”

“For what?”

“For bringing personal drama into work.”

Dr. Patel tilted her head. “Did you write it?”

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