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40: Friendship over love
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2024-10-29 19:42:56Another unsolicited picture entered Calvin’s phone, and he scoffed. He couldn’t understand why Charles felt the need to bombard him with pictures of him and his soon-to-be wife on their date. But as the good friend he was, he replied with a thumbs up and placed the phone face down on his table.
His phone rang. He ignored it until it rang again. Prepared to give Charles a piece of his mind, he snatched the phone off his desk and relaxed as soon as he saw his sister’s name.
“Camilla,” he said into the phone, slumping back into the chair as he kicked out his legs.
“Hey. Are you busy?”
His eyes closed. “It’s a Monday morning, Camilla.”
“Well, Faye is coming into town, and I’m off to pick her up,” she told him. He pressed his fingertip to the middle of his forehead. Faye was the daughter of their Aunt, Freya. Aunt Freya wasn’t blood-related to them, but she h
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