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“You’re not going back to New York for your ex,” Timothy states from behind me as I throw my makeup and toiletries into the tiny suitcase on my bed. “It’s work,” I insist. “I’ve been here a week, and even though I told my collaborators what’s going on, they need assurances. Especially Ian, because he’s central to the funding of this entire venture.” The past two days