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91 : I'm A Spy
• Room 1209 •
10:42PM
This would be another long night. No doubt.
She wanted to call him and tell him to come back, but she knew he'd rather leave Toulouse and go home than spend another night with her. The growing guilt just left a bad, lingering taste in her mouth and an awful wringing sensation in her gut.
She didn't want to hurt him or shove him out the door like that. But it was all she could do to keep herself from breaking down in front of him. So she pushed him away. She didn't want to end up looking like a pathetic drama queen weeping in front of him.
Her pride was forcing her to shut off the urge, but a few tears still managed to escape. Veronica wiped them off in haste, ignoring the impulse to check her phone again. She even put in on silent mode before she went back to bed.
It was
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