FATED TO F*CK
“Is Ma’am Purple pregnant, Sir?”
Black laughed. “No boyfriend since birth, you know.”
“It’s just… well, that’s how I used to be,” said the housekeeper, taking the plate full of mango and dipping sauce. “I’ll go ahead.”
“Okay. Thank you.”
As Black stepped outside, he wondered why Grey was at their house. He hadn’t texted beforehand, and everything seemed so sudden. When he opened the gate, his eyes widened at the sight of Grey carrying two suitcases. Grey’s eyes were puffy from crying.
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