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15 - Office Saga

Author: Jacy Kyomi
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Araceli's Pov

The cool night air hit my skin like a punch as we exited the club, the bouncers held the lady firmly, her loud voice still raining curse words on Louis who said nothing, his sole focus on Rilly. The atmosphere was a bit tense and we were all quiet.

Zayn walked besides me and Louis walked with Rilly, a reasonable space between them.

I looked at my bestfriend, her silence spoke volumes, her face, a mask of confusion and simmering anger. I let out a breath, but said nothing to her as I knew she wouldn't appreciate me hovering around her at this moment. She obviously felt ridiculed.

Zayn rubbed his thumb against the back of my palm, I dipped my head in acknowledgement of his silent support.

We got to the car park and a gasp escaped Rilly's lips, the woman, had left her mark not just on Louis, but on his expensive car. A long scratch ran across the body of the black Maybach S-Class, marring it's beauty.

"Man, this lady is crazy." Zayn spoke, his voice low.

"Good thing she di
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