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019: An Old Lover III

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Alexander's POV

I did not realize I had frozen until I felt my blood rushing through my ears due to a lack of oxygen flowing into my body. It was as if the air had suddenly gotten three times denser than normal, making it hard to breathe. As I slowly regained the ability to inhale and exhale, I realized that my right knee was shaking a little under the table. With a subtle movement, I placed a hand over it to still the limb. I was glad I had not picked up anything from the moment I arrived here, because it would have most likely dropped from my hand a few seconds ago.

Staring at the beautiful lady seated across me, I could not figure out what the hell her game plan was. What did she mean by her words? How could she want us to get back together especially after the disastrous end of our last relationship? What was that supposed to mean?

"Alex?" Cynthia called out after I had remained silent for too long. There was a subtle vulnerability in her voice that almost managed to surpri
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