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55. Past, present, future
I gaped at Anna, not sure if I want to scream at her, or hope Jason wasn’t going to be even angrier than before. Maybe he was coming to tell me he was going to sue me for making his name dirty with my lame stories.
Another knock on the door made me jump, and I left my warm beverage on the table before I drop it. Stacy and Anna gave me a small smile, both nodding for me to go and open for the rich guy. I sighed and slowly reached the front door of my tiny apartment. My tired, hangover brain couldn’t provide me with the courage to unlock and face the guy I loved.
I turned to my friends with a tortured expression.
“You can’t know everyone and can’t trust everyone, but sometimes you have to take a leap. Just because you are hoping for the better and are willing to pay the cost if you fail,” Stacy reassured me, and I
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