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... ently too. He sat in the living room with his legs crossed, staring at his phone.
He expected her to call any minute if she didn’t walk through the door, but there was nothing and he was tapping his feet.
The tension of not knowing what she was doing was eating him up. Maybe he should’ve been persistent.
It was more than two hours, just when was she planning to come back?
He hoped she didn’t get in trouble where she went, because it seemed she was out for blood. < ...
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