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Arthit's POV I am so dead. I am so f*****g dead. When I recovered, I noticed at the corner of my eye he put the umbrella down slowly that hid us from the others. I was relieved he has still the decency to cover us. I was still speechless, my mouth slightly ajar. My mind was in chaos. He touched my chin and push it upward. "Close your pretty mouth, a fly might go in. " he said before striding away. He left me frozen to where I was standing. "What the f**k did you just do? " I said between my teeth when I finally get a hold of myself. It was infuriating inside. He stopped and glanced at me. "I was just getting back at what you did, " he reasoned out, casually. I hate that he didn't even budge and he acted like he couldn't care less. "You won't get away with this. " I threatened
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