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Chapter ten

Writer’s POV

Age 26

“I don’t think I can do this anymore.” Dave announced, settling the coffee at the side of the kitchen counter were he had his behind rested against.

And Bolu’s lips parted out of shock. Because it looked like she hadn’t heard him clearly, and he had said something so different and normal.

“I beg your pardon?” She uplifted a brow at him. Then yawned with her hand fisted against her mouth. She had just woken up,  clad in her pajamas, comfy flip flops, with disarrayed and was on her way to go get some coffee, when she met Dave already in the kitchen.

He had his long hair packed up in a pony tail, and was putting on skinny black jeans, and was bare chested as usual.

“You heard me clearly.” He replied, in his thick British accent. Looking good as the devil, he jammed his fists into his pants pocket, then gave her a displeasing look. 

“This isn’t working out. It’s all so obvious that we’ve outgrown the
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