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Chapter 55: Promise Me One Thing
Robert taps on the photo to enlarge it. Andrea sees it from the corner of her eyes: a couple in love kisses soulfully in front of beautiful mountain scenery and a view of the city. The photo is so clear that she can see Lance’s tongue brushing against her lip. Intense hormones seem to pour out of the photo. The woman in the photo is so strange to her—her cheeks are flushed and her face expresses some unrecognizable emotion. Andrea doesn’t like herself in the photo. Through some trick of the camera her passive acceptance of the kiss looks like uncontainable passion. “Lance, you’re so sick for taking this photo!” she hisses. “You don’t like it?” Lance asks playfully, “I think I might have it enlarged and hung on our bedroom wall.” He looks at her flushed cheeks and windblown hair and f
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