"Give me his number.” She demanded.“I don't have his, just the agent's number,” I murmured. “Damn it,” Becky hissed, pulling away from me as she raked her hands through her glossy brunette hair. “Save your tears, love. Fucking bastard should have left your things inside till you came. Maros told me everything went down last night. He and Helen had been helping to move your things inside their house. Where were you?” “At work” I said, avoiding her gaze “Working.”“On a weekend? And at night?” She tilted her head. “Thought you didn't like weekend shifts.” “I was filling in for my colleague," I busied myself by picking up my things, avoiding her gaze. “Okayyy…. you're too nice, why fill in for someone and go against what you don't like to do?” She said, helping me to pick up my things. “Always sacrificing,” She hissed.I cuckled at her hissing habit. “Don't laugh, I'm mad at you. Why didn't you tell me you were going through all this! I could have helped.” She said, standing up ri
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