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Chapter Thirty-Five

Chapter Thirty-Five.

Mirah

My head was aching so bad that I could barely keep my eyes open. The noise at Barcon only served to increase it.

“The club section, please?” I heard a gruff familiar voice say. I raised my head abruptly to see Qyle looking down at me, with a bored look.

There was no way I couldn't recognize that cheek mole. My gaze moved past him to another person. Against my wish, butterflies danced in my belly. But both of them weren't alone.

“Hello, can you make it quick?” A pretty lady said, her eyes twinkling.

Jealousy burned in my chest, as I wondered what her relationship with Zeke was. He was probably having sex with her. I stifled a low growl, and put on my best smile before I'd be sacked from work, for bad customer service.

“The right-wing, please. Do enjoy your time at Barcon.”

Zeke wasn't looking at me. He was looking at the lady, and they were saying something I couldn't understand.

His gaze wouldn't even meet mine. I tried to keep off how
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