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18. Making Decisions
Gemma has been calling me while I have been rejecting her calls, and mom has been scolding me for it.
"She's worried about you, she said he has been looking for you. Now, I don't know who's the he that Gemma was talking about. But I don't have to guess that he's the man who broke your heart. Darling, talk to her?"
I sighed and finally nodded.
"Okay, I'll call her tonight."
"What? Why? She just arrived." Mom smiled wickedly.
I have been ignoring Gemma's call, thinking that I'll explain everything once I get back. But I didn't expect that she decided that she need to hassle me by coming to my parents'.
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