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Accident

EVANGELINE.

I stared down at my dress and the red color that spread all over it, slowly becoming the map of someplace I had no idea about. The waiter stood to her feet, obviously worried she'd ruined a million-dollar dress. I wasn't mad at her in the slightest, mistakes like that do happen, and there isn't anything to be done about it or anyone to be blamed.

"I'm so sorry!" She shrieked, and her voice trembled as she moved closer to me, examining the dress with horrified eyes. "I'd pay for dry cleaning and every other thing you want! I'm so sorry! I'm sorry! I'm so sorry!"

I'm so sorry. The waiter chanted it for so long I was beginning to think it was new slang. I did understand her plight. She'd probably lose her job if someone like Asher filed a complaint.

"Are you injured?" I asked the first question that popped into my mind as I examined the parts of her body I could see. My eyes landed on a cut on her hand, most likely caused by the shards of glass. It bled. "Oh, my! I think I h
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