"No, not him," Noelle replied, but then, she seemed to think of something. "How is he now?""He's dead," Hendrix answered irritably, then asked, "So, who was it?"But Noelle was stunned by his previous answer."Noelle," Hendrix's voice came again, darker now. "I'm asking you—who was it? How many exes do you have exactly?""What do you mean, how many exes?" Noelle frowned as well. "He's just someone I know. Besides, how are you so sure it was a man?""Wasn't it?"Noelle paused, then said, "Tell me what happened to Dylan first.""Why are you still worried about that psycho? Tell me first—who else was watching you back then?""Are you out of your mind? I was on stage. There were tons of people watching me. Are you going to track them all down?"After she said that, Hendrix suddenly fell silent. Maybe he realized she had a point, or maybe he was too angry to speak.Noelle didn't speak again, either. She figured that if Hendrix had been able to say so casually that Dylan was dead,
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