Forgetting The Ex
***The cover is taken from Google***
I wince when my bangles dig into my skin,forcing a smile,hoping my boredom didn't show in my movements.
I inwardly roll my eyes when my father makes introductions.
What lame crap. They obviously know each other. Why make intros?
I hiss when my sister steps on my foot,making me looking up.
I glance at a middle aged couple, freezing when I made eye contact with an all too familiar grinning face, my vision landing next to her, hoping it was just a bad dream, my heart stopping and finally turning into an icicle when I stared into eyes of the most unexpected person, the person looking back at me, but not quite acknowledging me.
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