My Dead Hamster Exposed Him
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[Here's what you do: slip the security guard a few hundred, ask if anyone's been coming in and out.
I just stared at the screen, heart racing, mind spinning.
Distracted, I changed and headed out to dinner.
Stuart had booked my favorite spot.
He couldn't handle spicy food, but still ordered a full table of flaming red dishes just for me—sweating and chugging water the whole time.
For a second, I felt guilty.
'Maybe I AM overthinking this.'
Halfway through dinner, I couldn't hold it in.
"The hamster we raised died. You know that, right?"
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