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Anna's face turned beet red. "What are you talking about? I haven't been here recently. Stop spreading rumors!"
Then she bolted out of there. The neighbor's expression slowly changed as he looked at me, amusement gradually creeping into his eyes.
We drove back in silence. Once we arrived, Anna tried to explain herself. "Honey, that guy's just talking nonsense. You have to believe me!"
I kept my face cold, not saying a word. The more she tried to explain, the more pathetic she sounded, so she eventually gave up.
Later that night, she tried to make a move on me, her hands wandering over my body. I kicked her off the bed with enough force to make a point, but not enough to hurt her. After the kick, it gave me a twisted sense of satisfaction.
Anna glared up at me from the floor. "Stan
