Taken

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It had been a few weeks since the grand wedding.

I had joined the office team and was introduced to the rest of the people on my floor. The work was great. Misha and I were paired up for most tasks since we already had some fieldwork practice together. I rarely saw Rory since she was busy with higher-ups and had moved to the next great project with another team.

I made Dad start a few hobbies since he was usually home alone till I got back from work. I hadn't seen Angelina much either. She had left for New York to find herself a college of choice for further studies.

I couldn't get Xavier out of my head. No matter what I was doing, his words, his touch, and the way he was looking at me were burned in my brain.

Why did he have to say all those things? Why did he suddenly care? Hadn't he given up on me? On us? And what did he mean that Richard was dangerous?

No, I don't know why he said that. But as far as I had known Richard, he couldn't be that bad, could he? Why coul