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Marcus hissed as he tossed his phone on the table in front of him while placing his hand on his hips. He ran his tongue across his inner cheek, pouring himself a glass of whiskey to calm himself down. He had been messaging Fil in his free time throughout the day. However, she never returned any of them.
"Is she okay?" he wondered as he chugged a mouthful of whiskey. "She would usually call me back or message me."
It wasn’t like they were messaging each other ...
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