Chapter 8

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I decide to look for my briefcase so I can get out of here as fast as possible. After a few seconds I find it, go towards the door, take a deep breath and repeat to myself:  "Come on Sky, just ignore that he is there and he will stare at you with that sexy smile"  I whimper. I shouldn't be thinking or even saying these things. But I take another deep breath and leave. He's still there in the same place I left him as if he's waiting for me to return. His arms are still crossed and he stares at me. What can I do? Maybe stare back? I don't know, but I end up opting for the second option that my thought proposed. He then asks:  "Why are you angry? " "I'm not angry!"  "Yes you are!"  "No, I'm not!"  I reply looking steadily into his eyes, I know it's clear in my tone of voice that I am a

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