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36: Crossing many lines

Another car comes to a stop behind ours and my head sway to the side to see who it is as the door opens.

Ken stand, dressed in a black suit and a red bow tie. He barely notices me as he makes his way to the other side of the car and opens it to India who offers him her hand. He takes her hand graciously helps her out of the car and after a long low conversation, they lock elbows and stroll towards us with India's head on his shoulder.

The closer they get, the clearer my vision of them and though they both dressed amazingly with India stepping up her game with her hair, makeup and the blue silk gown she has on, Ken beside her, looks anything but happy.

Good to know he’s also miserable.

This is my jealous phase, it sucks.

The rest soon join us up and at exactly eight p.m., we step into the building. 

The ushers welcomed us to the party and everyone had their hands entwined with their dates and we all had a smile on our faces. Some a

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