Mismatched Compatibility

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"Aphrodite?" Olivia recognized that voice. She halted and turned to the road. "Hello Trent." "Why are you walking by yourself in the middle of nowhere at this hour?" Disbelief colored his tone. Olivia simply shrugged. "Let's just say one thing led to another." She answered offhandedly. "And that led to you ten minutes drive away from the event venue? On foot?" Trent couldn't help his words to sound full of skepticism bordering sarcasm when clearly there was more to it than what she was letting out. "Apparently so." It didn't seem like Olivia was about to give in and spill, and Trent understood from experience he wasn't about to get any answer from her once she stood her ground. Trent relented, not without a sigh. He had a bunch of things to tell her but no one words could express all

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