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Chapter 8
I found myself waiting patiently at the garden for Lucas. I hoped that whatever it is he wanted to say was very important because I wouldn't like to be seen with a man like him. I didn't like to be seen with men like Lucas especially in this situation. This made me hate him even more. He came after minutes of waiting. "Why would you keep me waiting for this long?" I asked him when I saw him. "I'm not as Jobless as you are." I retorted. He chuckled, then looked up to me. "You don't seem to like me very much, do you?" "Does it matter?" "Well. It doesn't." He answered and found a seat for himself. "I think you should make yourself comfortable because this would be a long conversation that you wouldn't like to miss." "Make it short. Your presence irritates me." I argued. That was
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