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2024-10-29 19:42:56"What do you mean you have to leave?!"
"It means that I have to leave," Viktor nonchalantly shrugs as he pushes another shirt in his travel bag. "Hopefully, for a few days. A week the most."
"But... You can't! You will miss my graduation ceremony!" I complain.
"I'm sorry, little one. I can't miss this deal," he says without even looking at me. He just keeps stuffing his travel bag with clothes. "I didn't want to tell you earlier. I got the call the other day, when was your Prom night. I didn't want to ruin your mood."
"But that was two days ago! Why are you telling me the last moment?!" I throw myself sitting on the edge of the bed and cross my arms angry and confused. "Why didn't you tell me yesterday?!"
"I told you, I didn't want to ruin your mood," he says as he pulls the zipper of the bag.
"And you thought telling me an hour before your departure is the r
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