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Boba and Revenge
I let out a small whimper as my eyes closed, my chest heaving hard. My face buried in my palm, and I let out a shaky breath. I was trying as hard as I could to not let Florian hear me, but I knew I had gotten loud at some point, and I was grateful that he hadn't bothered to say anything to me. I sighed, closing my eyes. Today would have been my wedding. Yet here I am. I have nowhere to go. I straightened slowly, sniffing hard as I tried to best to compose myself. I turned to Florian. His eyes were cold as he drove silently, his fingers resting between us, the other navigating the steering wheel. "I... I will sleep at the office till I can..." "You are coming home with me." I bit down on my lips. "That is hardly home, Florian." He turned to me, his brow lifting. "Okay? You have called
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