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SEVENTY SIX

SETH POV

My body shifted to each side of the bed, trying to find comfort, but it was hard. So many things stuck in my mind that blocked every area of my thinking. I couldn't bear it. I pulled open my drawer to pick up a pack of cigarettes, only to hear the knock on the door.

I knew it couldn't be Scarlett, as she was just here a couple of minutes ago, so who else? Bella?

I opened the door to an angry Bella as she pushed me aside to enter the room.

"How can you do this to me? How?" Bella questioned. I had no clue what she was angry over, and I didn't want to screw it up by pretending I knew, so I pulled off my nonchalant attitude and went straight to bed, kicking the drawer close before she saw the pack of cigarettes.

"Seth, I am talking to you." Bella sat on the bed next to me. "Are you sleeping?"

"No, I am not." I shifted my body so she could sit properly as she was hanging on to the edge.

"Seth I just got off the phone from your mother; she said you want to push the wedding to a muc
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