Angelina's POV"Hey you."I turned my head back to see if I was the one being referred to and at the look on Claudine's face I could tell I was the one.I smirked as I saw her dress. She had demanded it as compensation for resuming my duties an hour later than I had agreed to.I had Ella to thank for that. She had spent thirty good minutes listening to me rant on and on about why I could never allow Winston to touch me again. I didn't even know why I was explaining myself to her so much, I just knew that if I could convince her, then maybe I could convince myself of the fact that I didn't need that dirty contact with him.Who cares if we were married already, all of that had just been a farce for him to do to me the first time, and now that he had also found a way to make me see him in my dreams too, my brain seemed stuck on the need for him. I needed him as much as I needed water, well atleast I felt like I did, and even that alone was bad so why would I continue to feel that way.T
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