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43. The False Hopes
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2022-02-07 02:51:56I sit on the passenger seat of Ashar's car. Resting my head on the seat, I gaze at the road traffic through my side of window as he starts the car.
"You shouldn't have come here." I say.
"Why?"
I look at him, "Ryan has already seen you. These people are like a family to me. It's not easy to pretend or lie to them."
"Why are you scared? Is it because they have never seen you with a guy before?" He gives me a brief glance.
I widen my eyes, "You're talking nonsense."
"You're avoiding the question." He smirks.
"That's not my point, Ashar." I sit upright, "I'm too stressed out to argue with you. Just tell me why are you doing all this when in our every conversation you showed your strong resentment for me? Why are you donating money to my foster home? Why are you here and bothering yourself for my problem?"
I want to know why he's doing all this. He should be in his office or doing his work, but he's here with me.
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