I looked at what I was wearing and it was indeed a blue suit. It must be him, the person following me around. “ What do you want from me? Who are you?" I asked but his deep voice came through the phone in a throaty laugh, “ One question at a time darling," ew, darling? That's gross. “ What do you want?" I asked, “ To help you," came his response, “ Help me? How?" I asked, “ Yes, I know you're desperate to avoid getting married to him," he said and I felt my heart skip a beat. Who was this person that knows everything happening in my life, yet I didn't know who he was? “ Who are you really?" I asked him, “ Your Angel," came his cut reply, yeah, more like my stalker, I thought to myself but didn't say it out loud. “ How do you plan on helping me avoid the marriage?" I asked as I started biting my finger in anxiety, “ You'd have to come and find out," he said, “ Huh, where?" I asked, “ I'll send you an address, meet me there and I'll tell you everything you need to know," he
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