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Heather's POV

I had a strong feeling that Cynthia hadn't left even after she exited the restaurant, and I had been correct. The moment I was done with Matt, she had appeared out of nowhere and had intercepted my path.

"What?!" I snapped at her angrily. I knew what she was up to, and I was in no mood to play those games with her.

"So when were you going to tell Alex about your hot friend?" Cynthia asked just like I had expected she would. She crossed her arms dramatically, a sly grin slowly spreading across her face. Her tone was full of mockery, and I knew she wasn't going to leave me alone unless I said something to her.

“I do not owe you an explanation about who I have lunch with,” I replied curtly, but Cynthia wasn't going to leave me alone.

"Then perhaps I should tell Alex that I saw you having lunch with a handsome man. You two seemed to be getting along quite well, it's a good thing I got a video of your precious moments."

I felt my blood run cold the moment I hea
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