Potted Mint

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It wasn't easy as the days went by, trying to avoid Leigh's presence. He seemed to be everywhere, never missing a single family dinner or lunch, proving me wrong. I could constantly feel his intense gaze on me, and I often wondered how Christian and Mum remained oblivious. Even though I adamantly refused to ride home with Leigh the entire week, he didn't stop making my tea and leaving it either on the worktop or Lilith's passenger seat. On Wednesday, Lilith asked how I brought my flask in, and I stood there, completely paralyzed, unable to form any words. Fortunately, Leigh from the kitchen covered for me, reminding us that the foyer's cabinet held every car key. Since Lilith and I settled things the other night, I had somewhat relaxed. While Leigh's presence dominated everything, his v

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