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TWELVE
It's been twenty-four hours since Kane made his confession in front of me. The man looked frantic as he explained everything. He was really frustrated to make me buy his words. But I'm not an easy woman to convince after what he did to me. How dare he deceive me about his strange disorder. I knew he was just lying to me and wanted to test me. Kane doesn't really get itching when it comes to women he thinks are beautiful. He turned out to be just an excuse to cover up something else. His past.
Fuck that guy. I've been silent on him since yesterday. We have spent twenty-four hours more silent than talking. Maybe the number of words I put out for him could be counted on my fingers right now. We were only talking when Kane's mother gave us a honeymoon ticket to Switzerland. And after that we didn't say anything until this morning we had breakfast on the roof of one of the best hotels in Bern.
“My mother called this morning asking how our trip in Switzerland was. She
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