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Stalked In Paris

Damien's POV.

"Mercedes," I gasped.

I was so stunned to see her here, I hadn't noticed her on the plane. How could we be in the same place at the same time? Was this a mere coincidence or had she followed me?

"What are you doing here?" I gasped.

She stepped closer, smiling, "I came to see a therapist like you had advised. A friend in California recommended one to me, and speaking highly of her competence, I decided to come,"

"The therapist is here in Paris?"

"Yeah," she confirmed and gave me another smile. "I know the distance is crazy since there are so many therapists back in California or New York where I have been staying for the past few years, but my friend spoke highly of the therapist and I can afford it. Plus, Paris is beautiful it would've hurt to have fun while caring for my mental health,"

"You don't have to explain anything to me, I'm sorry for prying," I apologized.

"What are you doing here?" She asked, curiously looking at me.

"I came here for an important meeting wit
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