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Chapter 21
"Tell me," I said to Clarice. "When did you start to notice I exist?"
"Hmmm, is that a tone of sarcasm I hear?" she said.
I pursed my lips.
"Well, this was the girl who went out of her way to date everybody I knew except me!"
"Azra, I can't believe you're still mad about it even now we're in bed?" she said with a disapproving look. "Can we talk about it in the morning? We have other important things to do."
She went to kiss my lips and collarbones again. We hadn't even turned on the light yet, and we were both in Clarice's apartment. I had to take a moment to soak it up. Actually, I had to take a lot of moments to soak it up. After we left the fash
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