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Curt 5
SHELBY POV
I have no idea what happened in three minutes, but it had to have been bad. Hailey is sobbing hysterically into Dylan's shoulder, and Curt is long gone.
I slowly make my way over to their table. I don't know what to do, but my guess is they no longer want to dine in.
"Dylan, would you two like your food to go," I ask softly as soon as I reach their table.
"Yes, thank you," Dylan says as he strokes Hailey's beautiful hair.
I don't even think she can hear me; she is crying so hard. My heart clenches for her. In school, Hailey was known for having a heart of gold, and I would bet my paycheck she is concerned about her best friend. Hailey is the type to try to help, and from what I have seen, Curt needs help.
I change their order from dining in to take out and print their check. I leave off Curt's kid plate; I will take care of it. I take Dylan their bill, a
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