63: Losing Hope

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Bree's POV “Hello. Who am I onto?” A female voice spoke from the other end, taking me aback as I had expected to hear Lorenzo's voice instead. ‘Was the number wrong?’ I asked myself, glancing at the card just to make sure. It was the same. I dialled the correct number but why did a woman pick up the call instead? Could it be? “Ciara,” I said in my mind. “Damn it!” I panicked. How on Earth was I supposed to explain to her that her fiance had left his card with me? She wouldn't take that, not after being so nice to me. What should I do? “Ma’am? Sir?” The voice called out once again. “I'd have to end the call if you don't say anything.” “No. Wait,” I blurted out, realising that it wasn't Ciara from the tone of her voice and the manner with which she spoke. Ciara would never have used

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