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We need to be alone
Freya “Clowns…” that was all I could say as I sat at my dressing table in front of my computer, watching as the two fools made a fool of themselves. It was so satisfying to watch them think they were doing their thing behind my back, not knowing I was watching and hearing every damn thing. They might have just talked out instead of suppressing the emotions and anger that they tried so hard to hide in their muffled voices. I kept sipping my juice while laughing and watching them clown on. How fast the tables have turned, and do I love it? Oh yes, I absolutely love it. Dennis got me juice and pizza on his way back from work, and was hoping we would have dinner together. But the second he heard Sonia was in the house, he became restless and suddenly remembered he was full. He asked
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