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DO YOU STILL HATE ME?

HAZEL

Miranda came out of her room, dressed in a black, sexy gown. She had added a little makeup to her face, making her look more hot and beautiful.

I saw her putting her can of pepper spray into her bag and scoffed, "And what is that for? Don't you trust in your husband's capability?"

She smiled, "It's not that I don't trust your capabilities. I feel very safe with you by my side, that goes without saying. However, I seem to have fallen in love with this thing, that I can't bring myself to part with it."

I shook my head and chuckled, "Have it your way then, weirdo."

We left the resort together and I took Miranda on a drive. She seemed so excited and raised her hands up, enjoying the evening breeze as our car raced.

Her red, wavy locks flew behind her as the wind blew against it. This sight was so pleasing to the eyes that looking away was very difficult.

I stopped the car in the parking lot of a luxurious restaurant and led her inside so we could have dinner.

After our meals were s
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