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The press turns to Trent and it's a whole lot of frenzy now.
Trent manages to get to me amid the journalists and drags me to his car. Troy follows us behind and sits in the back seat of the car.
I can not believe I'm seated here, driving in Trent's car. That's the last thing I needed. I have a lot of drama going on in my life and Trent being here is adding onto more drama.
I've not said a word to him since we got in the car. And he has not said anything either. That's better. I'm seated at the front with Trent and he's about to start the engine when I call,
"Troy!"
"Yeah..."
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