“I asked you to leave, Patrick,” I said, staring in disbelief at my ex as he stood outside my door.“Yeah, but you don’t mean that. Let me in, we can discuss things, and I swear I won’t be weirded out by all your hocus pocus,” he said, sniffing and wiping his nose.His eyes looked glassy, and his nose was red. The ugly sneer he wore was not something I wanted to be around. I knew exactly what Patrick thought about me and my psychic abilities.Just like I now understood he had a problem with drugs. Not to mention his money issues.“Unless you’re here to pay back the $197 you stole from me before you left last year, you need to get off my property,” I replied, narrowing my gaze.Fuck this guy.“Stole? Come on! You don’t mean that,” he said and tried to push his way inside.One good thing about being a fat girl. I did not budge.“Oh yes, I fucking do. I’m fat, remember? And a freak,” I added for good measure.“Look, Jez, I’m sorry I was so hard on you. I know you haven’t been wit
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