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GABRIELLA
THE WHOLE WAY to my apartment was ridden in silence. Thankfully, Paxton opted to take the Hummer instead of his motorcycle. We were both on edge and the last thing I wanted was to be on a bike. When we got to my apartment, Cliff was leaning over the banister, waiting on us. He didn’t seem too happy about seeing Paxton with me, but the feeling was obviously mutual when Paxton’s gaze landed on him.
“Please try to be semi nice,” I pleaded.
He scoffed. “We’ll see.”
At the top of the steps, Cliff met me there and gave a small smile. “I’m sorry I had to call and give you the news, but you told me to call if something happened.”
“Thanks, Cliff. I appreciate it.”
Paxton walked right on by us and went straight to the flowers and picked them up. I joined him. There were three bla
