Celie “Ah, Andrew, it’s nice to see you again,” he said while I stood frozen at the spot. Andrew’s eyes were trained on me, waiting like a predator waits for its prey to make a mistake. “The feeling isn’t mutual,” he muttered without looking at the other man. “I said how and why is this man here?” he repeated, and this time the edge in his voice made me wince slightly. I swallowed nervously. My gaze darted towards my accomplice, who was busy smirking at Andrew. “He-” I croaked and my accomplice’s gaze flickered to mine, challenging me to divulge the truth. “Yes, Celie, tell me how and why I am here,” he retorted, the taunt obvious in his tone. I was panicking. The last thing I wanted now was to break my act and be forever hated by the person I loved so much. I wouldn’t be able to help Damian either. I opened my mouth to say but my accomplice bea
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