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"And why is that?"
" It's personal."
"Personal?"
"Rather tell me why you're interested."
"You don't wanna know." He attempted an American accent which she compared with his French. He’s woefully incapable and that oddly calmed her temper."Yes I want to.”He smiled. "Since it's personal, I either back off or do it my way. It's my decision to make."
He looked determined and Destiny knew she couldn't break that."Alright but you can at least tell me where you got that key from."
"Not when I'd have to end up looking like the bad guy. A home-wrecker."
"I thought you knew what you were getting into when you proposed that we should date.""Yes but this looks as if I am doing it purposely to separate you two.""No!"
"Pretending to be lovers is to make him regret and feel pain for what he did to
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