"I don't know what I'm thinking," she said quietly, her eyes looking down for a moment. It was a lie of sorts. She did know one thing that she was thinking and it repeated in her mind: he's leaving me, he's leaving me, he's leaving me.
"You've been wanting this type of job since I've known you, Justin. You can't tell him no. If you do, you'll be miserable and you'll resent me. I can't make you pick between me and the job you really want."
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