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2021-02-25 04:31:52As soon as he entered his room, Charlie took off his jacket and tie, tossing them on the back of the sofa before collapsing into his usual chair, his head in his hands. Despite having spent most of the last week feeling like a fool, nothing could possibly top this level of idiocy.
Molly was perched on the arm of the sofa nearby, giving him a moment to collect himself, no doubt. When he didn’t speak, she finally said, “Listen, Charlie, there’s a lot more to this story than you realize.”
“I hope so,” he finally muttered. “Otherwise, I am simply the biggest imbecile ever to walk the face of the earth.”
“Oh, come on now,” she scolded, “that’s not true. Charlie, when you hear her side of the story, I think you’ll realize this has a lot less to do with you than you think it does.”
“Less to do with me?” he asked, sitting up straight. “Molly, we were engaged for
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