![]() I have it on a good authority that your girl is fucking miserable. ![]() I couldn’t even hear the music anymore, the backdrop of the club completely off my grid. Even though I hadn’t been drunk, I was immediately sober, my reflexes razor sharp. It’s like someone pulled the fucking pin on a grenade. “Just thought it was interesting that she’d recently start seeing someone, and you hadn’t mentioned it.” “What should I fucking know, Troy?” I looked him dead in the eye, this wasn’t playtime, and if she is in any kind of danger or trouble, I didn’t give a fuck what promises I’d made about staying clear of her. ![]() ![]() “So you don’t know anything?” Troy gave me a cocky look, like he knew something that maybe I should.
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