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Sixteen
*ROWAN* * In just a week, I felt I had gone crazy. I tried so hard to avoid her, but she was persistent in trying to be friendly with me; it made me annoyed and, all the more, made something in me crave it. There were some times I would catch myself staring at her when she wasn’t looking, but I had to fight the urge not to give in, Not to care. Most times we hardly met in the morning after that encounter, and I like it that way; it would make me care less the moment she was gone from my life. A part of me wanted that child to be mine. Who would have thought I dressed up in one of my many suits and walked out the door to my underground parking lot. I rode out and into the morning traffic in New York. I was stressed enough as it is, and it was daunting at times. The realization dawned o
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