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Unnerving Truth

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Anne

I looked from him to his extended hand, then back at his face. It wasn’t a joke. He wanted to walk me down the stairs.

I hesitantly took his hand, subtly glancing at Fiona and Rebecca to see their reaction. Rebecca didn’t seem to mind as she took her husband’s hand. Fiona wasn’t looking my way either but I could tell she wasn’t happy with the development. I saw her limply take Joshua’s hand and allow him to lead her down the stairs.

‘I had no hand in this.’ I thought to myself.

Vincent had taken my hand and put on the crook of his elbow, then gripped my arm tightly. It was getting weirder as the seconds went by.

“What are you doing?” I blurted out. I couldn’t hold it in any longer.

“Walking you down the stairs,” he replied casually as if it were something he did every other day.

I didn’t want to think about the effects his touches had on me. It annoyed me that I still felt all gooey feet and tingly from them. I was beginning to think that this was a game to him. One time, h
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