Option

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I’m just an option. So I made him an option as well. But still, I have too many options to even consider him one.

“Hey!” I called him, and I smiled my prettiest.

He looked at me, but walked away.

“Hey!” I jogged or I raced, didn’t I?

So much of thinking he was my option, I have no option at all today. I have to have his interview. The press wanted to hear from him but I have to be the first one. I just want to be promoted. I swallowed my pride and ran wherever he went to.

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