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she had nothing to worry about with Noah.
    No sugarcoating with Ellen, that’s for sure.
    I gave her a warning look. “Please don’t harass me this morning. I’m exhausted.” When the phone rang, I pressed a button, and spoke into my headset, “Woodward Systems Corporation. How may I direct your call? One moment.”
    It was a relocation company asking for Chloe Campbell, and my brows came together as I transferred the lady. Weird.
    Ellen leveled me with her eyes. “Why didn’t you call me back last night? Gina says you were home by nine.”
    “I was busy.” Busy avoiding her, that is.
    When I’d arrived home after leaving Ethan’s, I’d found Gina cuddling on the couch with her boyfriend Chris, which added an extra slice and dice to my gut. If Noah might be doing who-knows-what with his ex, I didn’t want to think about what Chris could have on the side.
    So, instead of calling Ellen back, my pent up feelings circled my brain, and I spent the night tossing and turning—torturing myself about how I’d mistaken Ethan’s sister for his girlfriend. Then torturing myself for hightailing it out of his house so abruptly—even before he’d been able to show me the secret, whatever it was.
    Once Ethan said Dana was his sister, I’d glanced at the photo, and it was so painfully obvious. They both had thick dark hair, the same mocha-brown eyes, and even their smiles mirror each other’s—full lips turned up, revealing straight, white teeth. Lame, moronic me, couldn’t even tell a sibling from a significant other. It’s like Jake’s betrayal had flipped a switch in my brain from “on” to so completely “off.”
    Ellen leaned over the reception desk so far I could smell the perfume of her favorite coconut lotion. “Rach is determined to prove to you that Noah isn’t cheating on her. She arrived two hours early to work this morning, and went through his entire office to confirm there wasn’t evidence he’s getting it on with his ex. You need to fix the mess you created, Kristen.”
    I’d totally fix things for Rach if I knew how. But, all I was qualified to do right now was answer phones. “You do realize I chose this job because it’s supposed to be stress-free?”
    She steeled her eyes. “I’m your best friend, Kristen. I’ve known you for fifteen years—since you found me crying under the bleachers over Doug Saunders, who’d dumped me after I’d let him get to second base.”
    “That louse,” I said, remembering Ellen’s first broken heart.
    She nodded. “Do you remember what you said to me?”
    The words echoed in my brain as if I’d just said them. “Move on, girl. He’s not worth it.”
    “Words to live by.” She twisted her head, but her eyes stayed with me. “Your advice about Noah, however, is so off-base, it’s scary.”
    My computer let out a beep , alerting me I had incoming mail. So, I raised a finger at Ellen, and turned to my screen:
    Kristen,
     
    I’m expecting a very important call from my husband. If I’m on another line, please have someone interrupt me.
     
    Thank you,
    Chloe
     
    I quickly typed back an affirmative response, then hit SEND.
    Relocation company. Urgent call from her husband. Hmmm. . . .
    Ellen tapped her fingernails against the counter. “I miss my sweet, caring friend, who always gives us awesome advice and who gives people the benefit of the doubt. You need to move on girl. He’s not worth it.”
    Remembering last night with Ethan, I shook my head. “That girl is gone. You know how I told you that Ethan was in a serious relationship? Turns out that girl I saw him with was his sister.”
    Her eyes bulged. “Are you serious?”
    My throat tightened, and I fought to keep my expression level. “Like I’d joke about the way I can no longer read people.”
    The door behind me opened, and Rich Woodward, the president of the software company, strode in wearing a dark suit with a green tie. We both waved to him, and put on serious expressions as if