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Cynthia's POV

I drummed my fingers against the tabletop, not minding the uneven rhythm that reached my ears. At intervals, I would scratch my nails against the said tabletop, just so I could pull out an obnoxious creaking sound. Whenever I did that, I made sure to drag it on for as long as possible.

I might be exaggerating, but I was sure whoever was in the rooms next to mine would be regretting why they'd decided to check into this particular hotel today.

I was frustrated, and I'll be damned if I was the only one to experience it.

“Can you stop?” Henry spoke up, his voice riding against the annoying background. He was loud, and I watched irritation flash in his eyes. If anything it only fueled my motivation and I smirked. “Cynthia, stop.”

I did the exact opposite. I dug my nails deeper, making it sound more horrifying than the last. He winced in response, and just when he thought he was going to pass out, I stopped.

“What is wrong with you, Cynthia?” He shot at me insta
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