Chapter 121 one hundred and twenty one

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AARON'S POV

I had been sitting there for what felt like an hour, though the clock told me it had barely been fifteen minutes.

My legs were crossed, hands clasped together on my lap, as I stared at the bland, overly polished table in the small, private conference room inside...

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