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... of the table was rammed into my stomach.
I bent over and coughed. When I looked up, I was met with the confused gazes of my family and my mother’s stern look, telling me not to embarrass her.
I patted my hair and composed myself as I took shaky steps over to my seat.
The plate on the table started spinning, and I felt my head swinging with it. As I looked around the room, I saw couples touching each other. Their hands caressing their partners and their lips begging to be ...
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