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... ge from Taeho comes in two hours after ignoring his calls and I glare at the phone screen until the device goes off.
In less than two seconds, another call comes in. My lips lift in a humorless smile as I watch the phone, I can imagine Taeho’s frustrated groans as he paces the big house angrily.
I can imagine the way he is already cussing me out under his breath with his phone pressed to his ear and his veins bulging in his neck and forehead.
I look to my wall clock and c ...
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