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“
I
don
’
t
think
of
her
that
way
.
I
never
have
.
Now
that
’
s
enough
!
”
he
snaps
.
“
Did
you
love
her
?
”
“
How
are
you
two
getting
on
?
”
My
mother
has
returned
,
unseen
by
either
of
us
.
I
plaster
a
fake
smile
on
my
face
as
both
Christian
and
I
lean
back
hastily
…
guiltily
.
She
gazes
at
me
.
“
Fine
,
Mom
.
”
Christian
sips
his
drink
,
watching
me
closely
,
his
expression
guarded
.
What
is
he
thinking
?
Did
he
love
her
?
I
think
if
he
did
,
I
will
lose
it
,
big
time
.
“
Well
,
ladies
,
I
shall
leave
you
to
your
evening
.
”
No
…
no
…
he
can
’
t
leave
me
hanging
like
this
.
“
Please
,
put
these
drinks
on
my
tab
,
room
number
612
.
I
’
ll
call
you
in
the
morning
,
Anastasia
.
Until
tomorrow
,
Carla
.
”
