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35-MARK

“Stop staring at him.” Olivia murmured hitting me on the shoulder.

We were in Olivia's doctor/friend’s office.

She was lying on the stretcher and wearing the respective blue gown that was often given to patients, and throwing me daggers with her eyes every time I looked with hatred qt the doctor who walked from one side to the other while giving some explanations through his phone.

Maybe I wasn't being very subtle about the idea that another man was about to see her private parts.

I took her hand and brought it to my mouth, kissing each of her fingers and stopping at the one wearing my plastic ring.

One of these days it would be gold, or silver, as she wished, and it would mean only one thing:

Marriage.

“Mark, I'm talking to you.”

I stared at my woman and realized that I had been daydreaming as she spoke.

“Sorry,&nbs

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