"Charlotte, I broke my vow," Conrad splutters down the phone."No, you've said that twice, and I still don't know what you're talking about," Charlotte yawns, curling her hair."I slept with him," she whisper-yells, and Charlotte almost drops her curling iron."Who? Carlos? Or Atlas? Who, Conrad, you need to explain," Charlotte shouts frantically, her jaw dropping open."Carlos, I slept with Carlos," she squeaks, leaning against the back door with one hand to her head."Where the hell is he? Why did you do it? I thought you were doing your weird celibacy thing," Charlotte gawps, and Conrad groans aloud, going over to where the kettle is boiled."No, I was, I have been for almost, what? Two years? Goddess, that's a long time," Conrad breathes, pouring the water into two separate cups, the smell of coffee filling the room from the grinder beside them."Why did you sleep with him? Why him, again? How did he make you break your little vow?" Charlotte groans, completely lost."I don't know
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