Chapter 85

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"I have a weakness for you." -Unknown Grace Roberts' PoV: "That's awful," I remarked over the series of bad incidents explained by Remi. "Can you believe it? He didn't even show up." She threw her hands in the air somehow managing to stay angry without having a breakdown. I swung my legs even higher as I sat on the empty slap beside the basin, Remi was standing next to. "I can, girl. Men can be douchebag sometimes." I took another sip of the grapefruit juice that I, fortunately, came around. I couldn't risk drinking alcohol, especially when I am around two men chasing after. As if talking of the devil, the cell phone of mine began to ring as another call came from Liam. "Not sometimes probably, all the f*****g time," Remi said in between applying her lipstick. She tossed a glance

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