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h of my love, he still wouldn't accept me. H

him, but Stan didn't look back. Instead, he wiped his

ed, but I wasn't the type

arm around my shoulder and led me to my desk, w

meet the lady who had been arranged t

dn't take his eyes off me. He said I was the

, so I told him, "I'm not a

course," he said, then linked our hands and led me

s behind the wheel. Our eyes met several times through the mirr

stop Stan from leaving the party. Every pl

e party was already in full swing. Just as I reached for m

rgotten my bag. "Please call Stan to bring it for me. I really need to use the wipes in the bag," I

o call Stan to bring the bag, si

ew drinks and find us a seat. He smiled and t

g excitedly for Stan to return from the garage with

. "I know you intentionally left your bag in the

I breathe, the sun I see, and that I couldn't sleep at n

get a checkup because you

and laughed. He couldn't help but laugh

e-I do like you. But date yo

we can't be together if you a

ckly grabbed his hand and pulled him into a hug. He tried to push me away, a

finds us, you'll s

mbrace. I felt safe, wrapped in his arms. And then-fina

p breath, rel

art. I didn't even see him coming. "What are you doing

k, but I quickly cut in

him? If I'm not around, that means you'll do other thin

rol. "Haven't I given you enough signs that I don't want you? What

ght lose my job for speaking to my emplo

n turned to Stan, who was still standing quietly beside u

t did he mea

"I didn't spend all that money on you just so you could leave

ed robbery that nearly claimed his life and how he-Kingsley saved h

ant a criminal?"

couldn't believe Stan had such a rough past. What ass

ey said, grabbing my hand. Then he turned to Stan, who looked hurt and betrayed.

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