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... th, and my fury about the incident at the café seemed to have flown out the window. But then, I still had to ask him—just to clear my doubts.
"Adrian, did you by any means follow me to Home Cafe?" I asked, meeting his gaze head-on. I hoped to decipher whatever emotion he might want to hide.
If for anything, I wouldn’t trust men so easily... not anymore, not after the bitter experience. One Bruce was already enough.
He chuckled softly. "I did, but something happened, and I ...
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