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I thought I’d lose my mind while waiting for medical help to get to me. Tamara is our good family doctor. Not cheap, of course, but a damn top-notch professional. After I explained the problem, she was at my place within minutes with the necessary meds. While examining Ann, she noticed her body was exhausted. And combined with the shit she’d taken, it wasn’t surprising the brunette passed out. Her body reacted to all of it and simply couldn’t handle another dose. Could she have gone on some stupid diet?! I’d never noticed her really restricting herself around food before.

"But the two of us will go first." "No way, we're her friends. We had a reservation which means you'll be fucking after us." The worst-case scenario has happened. I'm being cornered on both sides. With no chance of escaping. No signs to be saved. Why does my life always have to be this hard? Was I a bad person in my past life to deserve this? I was in the middle of accepting my fate when I heard two familiar voices echoing all over the area. "You disgusting pigs! Who gave you the permission to touch her?!" "Get lost or we'll kill every single one of you."

There was no love left in me for her, she only made my cock hard. “I’m so mad at you right now. You allowed this bullshit to ruin what we had. You could have confronted me but you took a bitchy route around this whole situation by ghosting me instead of confronting me like a real man. You believed the same bitch... the same bitch that participated in tricking me to come to this country and I was almost turned to a fucking prostitute because of her! You’re an asshole, Jason.”

No clues to who actually lived there. I wandered into the living area. A massive sectional faced a giant flat-screen TV mounted on the wall. Beneath it, a glossy black cabinet stood closed. It took me a few tries to figure out how to open it—no handles, of course. Inside, I found a DVD collection. Caddyshack, Happy Gilmore, Anchorman. Really? I moved up to the next shelf. Glory, Gettysburg, Gangs of New York. Okay, make up your mind, Merrick.

I met her gaze squarely and said word by word, "Kendra, you betrayed me. You betrayed our marriage. Do you seriously think I'd ever take you back?" Her face went ghostly pale. "Lucas, I—" I cut her off. "Save it. I'll never forgive your betrayal. Not now. Not ever." And with that, I slammed the door in her face, leaving her on the other side. ... A few days later, I was back at the research base, flipping through a stack of reports when George burst in, looking shaken. "Lucas, there's something you need to know." I frowned and set down my papers, helping him sit down. "Take your time. What happened?"

"Hello" "Are the package out?" Meteo asked. "Not yet" "Ok, I should be expecting them soon, right?" Meteo asked. "Yes, maybe" "Alright..." "Listen to me, if anything goes wrong again, you'll be a dead man" I threatened. "Ok..." he said and hang up. After ensuring everything's in good condition, I left the underground house back to my regular room. I felt a bit exhausted as I've got lot of stuffs to deal with.

I felt an unpleasant feeling creeping into my body. "Andrew? Is that you?" I heard a familiar voice. I turned to see June, My eyes widened in surprise. I smiled at her faintly. "Yes! Come over here!" I waved. "Hey, you! What are you doing out in the dark all alone?" She asked concerned. "Just came out to get some air!" I replied. "Are you okay? You seem off?" She asked How the hell did she know? "I am okay, Been better!" I left a fake laugh

Spill already, I'm your best girl for a reason. He went to her place? That wasn't exactly how he'd told it but that's not even the problem here. I mean why go to all that trouble if he's just gonna get here and just find his way back to Lizzy? Yeah, dude is just as complicated as they come and I'm done trying to solve the puzzle that is Caden Adam Jones. "You are not saying anything, bestie dearest." Ches whines. "There's nothing going on between both of us if that's what you are asking, Ches."

She had Nora’s back anyway if things blow up into a fistfight. “Dude, this pizza tastes superb. Here have a bite.” Jessica took a slice and fed to Nora. Tanya glanced at them scornfully. “Yeah, yeah, eat more and become a pig.” Jessica wiped the corner of her lips with a tissue paper and sneered, “It’s not like we’re eating your rice, so what are you getting so worked up for? Also, can you just scram? We don’t want to get infected with your cooties.” Tanya’s expression contorted and became extremely ugly. But before she could react, a hand held her from behind.

Nate rolled his eyes. Alex finally spoke. “I am glad you guys are having your sappy moments, but it’s late, and I just killed a bunch of unruly gangsters, so I am exhausted. I suggest you all get the fuck out of my house so I can go to sleep,” Alex said in an annoyed tone. “Fine, fine. Let’s get out of here,” Amelia declared and dragged Nate out of the house. “By the way, thanks for making me go to the Prom, Amelia. This was the worst night of my life,” Nate groaned.