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I followed Alaric into his condo. He kicked his shoes off and walked away into the kitchen without a word to me. I cautiously and slowly took my shoes off as a nervous energy began to pump through me. Something wasn't right.

I slowly stepped with bare feet into the living room. I stopped at one end of the couch as Alaric walked out of the corner of the kitchen with a glass of water in his hand. He took a long drink and set it down on the counter. He rested his hands on either side of the glass as he looked down, his hair falling like a curtain around his face to hide behind.

I chewed on my cheek as I took a step toward the stairs when I suddenly heard his voice.

"You're married?"

I froze mid-step as I slowly turned toward him. He ran his hand through his hair as he lifted his face to me. It was guarded and unreadable.

I slowly shook my head as I raised my left hand with my bare ring finger. "No, I'm not married."

His eyes trailed over to my hand and back to my face. "Why did he s
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