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XXXIV

"What are you doing here?" I don't bother with faking a smile back - he has nothing over me so there's no reason for me to act as if I like him. God knows I hate his ass.

I open the door slightly wider to step outside and almost walk into a tall blond woman. "Oh, sorry, I'm Joanne." She reaches out her hand to me and I ignore it, not even bothering to introduce myself.

Whose fucking brilliant idea was for them to come here?

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