46. Clubbing

Abigail Hayes

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I didn’t have a picture of George Galanti.

If I did, I would have printed it out and made holes in several parts of it, especially his eyes seeing as I had the strongest urge to poke them.

I hated him so damn much and I hated the fact that he was constantly on my mind. It was worse because now, I was carrying his child. There was no way I was going to forget about him now.

And he didn’t even care. He didn’t try to take responsibility. I’d said I didn’t expect anything from him and would accept any reaction he gave, but I just didn’t expect him to think I was trying to trap him with a baby. I wasn’t that stupid.

Sure, he had lots of money but if I wanted to spend his money, all I had to do was to continue fucking him. He liked spending on me anyway. The only reason he limited it was so I wouldn’t complain about it.

“How did it go?”

My head snapped up and I saw that Maya was standing in front of me. I was so lost in my thoughts that I didn’t even hear her come in.

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