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37: Seeing Her

Penulis: Martins Black
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BRIAN’S POV

I watched the ladies who were busy clinging to stupid men who did nothing but spend their money drinking and whiling away time. I scrunched my nose in disgust as the ladies giggled and the men laughed out loud. I let out a hiss as I twirled the glass of whiskey.

“You really should not have overacted in that way.” David chastised as we both sat before the counter. I knew it was just a matter of time before he would talk about it. I closed my eyes briefly, hating the fact that I was reminded again.

BRIAN’S POV

I watched the ladies who were busy clinging to stupid men who did nothing but spend their money drinking and whiling away time. I scrunched my nose in disgust as the ladies giggled and the men laughed out loud. I let out a hiss as I twirled the glass of whiskey.

“You really should not have overacted in that way.” David chastised as we both sat before the counter. I knew it was just a matter of time before he would talk about it. I closed my eyes briefly, hating the
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