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Chapter 2
* Chapter 2: I loved you*
Sunshine POV
Making my way to them, I grab a bottle of champagne, opening it as I move. Their faces twists in shock, while I pour the icy liquid bottle of champagne towards them, staining their expensive clothes.
They gasp in unison as the chill liquid seeps through their attire, clinging to their skin like a second layer. I cross my arms over my chest , relishing in the rising and falling of my own anger.
"Oh,no. Did I ruin your little get-together?" I inquire in mockery, crossing my arms over my chest. I can feel it rising and falling.
Spencer has the guts to look surprised. Putting a distance between him and his lover,he wipes the champagne off his face, asking in a low and ca
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