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THIRTY ONE

"Angel, can you hurry up. You know how much I hate this shopping shit." Dalton said as I tried on my eight outfits in the store. Ever since we became rich. I tend to live up to that fact. I've become this shell of a woman with a bad attitude.

"Well if you would trust me to go on my own. Maybe you wouldn't have to go through this shit, darling." I hissed out. He got up and handed the credit card over to the woman.

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