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CHAPTER 20
HUNTER
I opened the ranch door and as soon as I entered the living room, I saw Connor stare at the suitcase in my hand and quickly his smile died on his face.
“Hi, Hunt, di… did something ha… happened?”
Kay closed the refrigerator and came towards me, he stopped chewing an apple by seeing the bleakness on my face.
“Fuck, Hunt, Maggie dumped you, was it? What the fuck did you do this time, old man?”
How could I answer Kay’s question with dignity? How should I start numbering the shits I did that ended up fucking my relationship with Maggie?
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