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Jealousy

HAROLD'S POV

I stood infront of my mirror and glanced at myself. I sprayed my cologne on my neck, the crease of my arm and wrist. I combed my hair back and put on my watch. I was wearing a black tuxedo for the great masquerade ball.

I am ready!

I marched out of my room and stared ahead of the staircase. Miss Nolan was not yet here, I've asked her to get ready and be downstairs exactly on half past six and now she was two minutes late.

I pulled my phone out to call her room telephone and with a single ring, she picked up my phone. "Coming!!! Coming!!! Coming Harold!!!" She screeched and with that she disconnected the call and I stared at my phone with utter disbelief.

She's still getting ready!!

I walked towards the dining table and sat on a chair. For around five minutes there was complete silence until I heard a sound of a clicking of heels against the wooden floor.

I stood up and walked upto the staircase and there she was, Miss Nolan, slowly coming downstairs wearing a golden beaut
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