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9.Not just a detention
Celia
Little Cayden is really excited since I've told him that I'm on leave and gonna take him out. He ran all around the house crying, "park,park.…" I couldn't really tell Sasha that I was detained. At least not until I could do something about it. But how? How could I meet that guy again? Half of the day was gone quickly with me and Cayden going everywhere we like and eating everything that pleased us. Afternoon I took him to the restaurant where Sasha works. Cayden held my finger with his hand as he looked scared as we entered the dainty restaurant. So she works at a place like this. It's so colourful totally contrasting to my workplace. Technically, I don't have a workplace anymore.
"Celia." Stephan,Sasha's colleague greeted me and took me into his arms. He's a nice young man who is really looking forward to take his relationship with Sasha to next level. He made that too obvious. But Sasha doesn't respond at all. She says there's
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