Clara tossed and turned all night, unable to catch a wink of sleep. In her frustration, she turned to the internet for some advice.
Clara: [My boss gave me a bath. Is our relationship still on the up and up?]
Clara: [Passed out from cramps, only to wake up and find my boss had changed my clothes and helped me clean up. What do I do now?]
After posting these questions in a forum, Clara felt hotter and more flustered than ever. The thought of facing Dylan at work the next day filled her with dread.
Her posts quickly drew a flood of responses.
[Are you sure this is your boss, not your boyfriend?]
[My boyfriend doesn't even treat me this well. Your boss might be into you.]
[Forget boyfriends, even my husband isn't this attentive. You don't seem to mind him—why not just get together?]
[Your relationship can't be that innocent anymore.]
Clara replied, insisting: [He has no interest in me.]
Her comment was met with disbelief.
[How can he not be interested? You're just not seeing it. How does he treat others compared to you?]
Clara: [He's aloof with everyone, including me.]
[But he took care of you when you needed it. That doesn't sound aloof.]
Suddenly, Clara was at a loss for words. She debated internally before finally sending Dylan a message.
Clara: [Mr. Dylan, are you awake?]
Ten minutes later, his reply came in.
Dylan [Yeah, I'm up.]
Clara: [Thanks for what you did tonight.]
Dylan: [Sure.]
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