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“That was…” I breathed out, a bit in a daze I cleared my throat “Thank you”

“How hts?”

“Six”

“And how often do you stretch?” My silence was deafening “Damian!” she scolded

“It’s not that big of a deal”

“It’s a massive deal!” she hollered Was this it? Was this her level of angry? Or… no It was concern Dammit, Stella, what did you look like when you were pissed? Why did I care?

She continued, and I was a bit locked in on her concerned expression “You’re wreaking havoc on your body You need to add stretching to your workout routine”

“But—”

“No buts That’s an order Also, you should get a e weekly You’re very tense, and your body would thank you for it”

“I don’t have tie”

“Yes, you do”

“No, I don’t I’m a busy man”

She s the calls, it will break down to the point where all you have is tirabbed a piece of paper and pen from my desk and scribbled down the infore studio Call in, and we’ll set you up with one of the best employees”

“Why do you even care what happens to me?” I asked deadpan

She gave me a puzzled stare “Because you’re a human Therefore, you deserve people to care about your well-being?”

“Do you know most people don’t think like you?”

Her shoulders rose high and then dropped “Just because people don’t think like ht We need more people who care about others in the world”

“Yes, but that’s a make-believe world”

“What can I say? I love good fiction Besides, I think there are ood people in this world than bad”

“You’re delusional to think such a thing Most of this world is shaped by evil You’re ignorant to think differently”

Stella instantly showed her hurt by my comment on her turned-down lips Maybe it was my words, but I felt it was more so my delivery of the words I came off cold more often than not, but I never felt bad about it If people thought I was cold, it made it easier for them to want to stay away