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Sometimes later, we three were standing in the living room of my house, in the McCoy mansion. I didn’t summon up a single thing that happened between the restaurant and our way here. I recalled the happiness that I saw in Nathan’s eyes, tears that fell from Amanda’s eyes, which were the witness to her pure joy. I remember hugs, warm words in my ears, blessings, laughter, excitement, but I had no idea what came out from whom.
How did they express their exhilaration at this news? How? And why?
I was in a daze after coming out of the bathroom. I wanted to tell the truth. I swore I wanted to clear this fucking misunderstanding so badly, but before I could open my mouth, the joy spread like a virus from Amanda to all over the restaurant. Not only Nathan and Amanda, but all the people who were present in that small place were clapping, taking pictures, and congratulating us.
The power of social media, which was faster than news
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