**Eumeeriah’s Point of View**"I’ve answered what you wanted to know. Can I ask a question?" I began, asking Gabrielle. He didn’t respond."What’s happening with my parents' company? I don't have enough information. I don't know if they're telling the truth or not," I added."What makes you think they aren’t telling you the truth? They’re your parents, right?" His question caught me off guard."I don’t know anything about the business world. I just want to be sure they aren’t using me again. That’s all, Gabrielle. If you can’t answer me, I shouldn’t have come here. I’m tired, and I can’t argue with you." I was about to leave, opening the door we came through earlier, when he grabbed my hand.The moment our hands touched again, I felt a rush of nerves pounding in my chest. Add to that the warmth of his hand, intensifying what I was feeling. I looked at him and felt the heat of his gaze. Our eyes met, but I couldn’t hold it; I looked away. I pulled my hand from his and walked away. The
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