CHAPTER 77

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  Georgina's POV   He squeezes my palms, looking straight into my eyes in front of everyone. It will draw all attention to me. They would think that something is wrong. I say inside me, about to protest outside when she shuts me up with his own speech before I could even get to open my mouth.   "Are you shy that I'm holding you babe, what of the lost-in-thoughts attribute you portrayed?" Like magic, sense is blown into me. I mean come on, I say to myself. This is a romantic gesture, which I exhibited which is a clear sign of a depressed or frustrated person. Only people who belong to this group show a loss of consciousness, focused and successful people rarely do that.   "Sorry, I didn't mean to…" I say in a panicked way which causes him to frown his face, demanding a response to why I'

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