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Fabiola's emotions

"Shall we?" Her cheerful voice pulled him out of his thoughts.

"Sure." He forced a smile, standing up from the couch. It was damn comfortable, by the way.

She did her make-up lightly and got her shoes on, canvas of course.

"I love your shoes." He commented, looking down at her feet.

She rolled her eyes, "Dah, I wear them almost every day." She said,

"Or assassin boots?" He leaned beside her ears and whispered.

"Get the fuck away!" She yelled and playfully pushed him out of the door.

He chuckled.

She buried herself in her phone throughout the ride, texting back and forth with Pops and Carlson.

Was she nervous? No!

Angry? Definitely yes!

But she was more anxious than angry. Why? She had no idea.

Maybe because she'd be dining with her enemy, just like Judas and Jesus, except she was not Jesus to forgive the betrayal. She was gonna kill the Judas in her life.

"You'll be fine." Brant placed his hand on her lap and squeezed it softly. It made her beating heart calm down for a second, she f
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