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Chapter 40: Crazy Love
Chapter 40: Crazy Love
Eltan Storm
A year has gone by since Faith and I moved to New York—a year of us living together. To say it was an understatement; it was bliss.
"Where are you right now?" I asked over the phone. "Weren't you supposed to have dinner with Mrs. Martin?"
"I was having dinner with Anna, but then, duty called, so I rushed over. I have to hang up now. I'm busy."
"Which duty—" Before I could ask, she cut the call.
I let out an annoyed sigh.
It was ten at night. It could be either of the duties since she maintained two jobs—one as the manager of the second branch of Berserkers, and the seco
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