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I looked at the hand that had stopped me from leaving before my eyes traveled to the face that seemed even darker than usual. 'I suggest you go and have a seat right next to Pat, baby girl,' Marcus said, his voice low. I narrowed my eyes on him. Why was he mad? They are the ones that ignored me! I turned around the room, taking in the dark faces of the other two men. Even Daryl who was always the flirt seemed serious at that moment. I looked at Brooke who seemed to be looking at anything but me. 'Come and sit,' Patton called to me, the calmness of his voice in opposite with the darkness in his eyes. 'I better get going!' Brooke said as she bent down, collected her purse from the sofa before walking out without another word. 'Wait, why are you letting her go when she is the one who sta
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