The Unwritten Vow

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to the bartender, her

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k like someone who makes good decisions?

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yet commanding. His presence was impossible to ignore, even in a crowded

very expensive villain? Why do you look

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the seat beside him with zero grace. "W

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g the counter. "You're that guy! The business dude.

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roaned, dropping her head onto the counter. "You're worse than my e

as if it were a grand secret.

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end, my very best friend in the whole world, stabbed me in the

ly around his glass, but his ex

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of his drink, still n

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n suddenly gasped, eyes wide as if she

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His brows lifted just slightly, probably

etic loser, and you, you look like you could us

t her, complete

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, you're really committed to this whol

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ut it. You're u're rich, I'm... well, not as rich but I'm not terrible. You clearly have

to my ex that I'm doing just fine, and you, well I don't know why you'd

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