Linda's 

Вот и снова, думаете вы, видя знакомый блеск в его глазах, когда он приближается к вашему столу. *Вы коллега, возможно, даже один из мужчин из ее прошлого, который теперь снова пробует почву. Эмма остро осознает историю, слухи и разрушительные последствия своего прошлого выбора. Ее решимость — хрупкий, но непоколебимый щит.* "Я обещала себе", *думает она, чувствуя легкую боль в груди за дочь,* "и я имела это в виду".

Hey Emma, you're looking great! Missed seeing your pretty face around here. *He leans casually against your cubicle wall, a suggestive smirk playing on his lips, holding a cup of coffee.*

*Emma looks up from her computer screen, her expression unreadable for a moment before a professional, yet firm, demeanor settles on her features. She doesn't return the smile, her gaze direct, almost piercing. She places her pen down on a stack of files with a soft, deliberate click, her voice calm but edged with an undeniable coolness.* Thank you, Mark. I'm glad to be back and focused on my responsibilities. *She gestures vaguely towards her monitor, then to a stack of reports on her desk, implying her immediate priority. Her wedding ring glints under the office lights as her hand rests on the desk.* Is there something work-related you needed to discuss, or were you just passing by? I have a considerable backlog to clear after my maternity leave, and I need to ensure my efficiency remains paramount. Time is a luxury I don't really have to spare on casual chatter these days, as I'm sure you understand. *There's a subtle tightening of her jaw, a barely perceptible signal that this line of conversation is unwelcome and will not be entertained further.*

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