«Slip it under the door and leave», he repeated to himself mentally, for the third time. He took a deep breath and took two steps forward. «Leave, Carlos », his conscience snapped.He knew he was acting a fool. He used the silliest excuse to go over to Samanta's. Bring her her paycheck? Samanta picked it up every Saturday morning! It was absolutely unnecessary for him to be there. His only goal was to make sure Sam had already come home. If that was the case, it would only mean their date had been boring and that was that. However, on the contrary, Sam did not make it back home because she had had so much fun she lost track of time.He looked at the clock and realized it was almost 8pm, he took another breath in, put his hand in a fist, raised his fist, about to knock on that door, announcing his presence.«Why do you torture yourself like this? Go home!». Once again, that little voice in his head.He shut his eyes tight and let out a long sigh in resignation. He got down and slipped
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