She turned and saw Luke, still inches away from her.
She hissed and proceeded to open the car door.
"Wait up, please" Luke pleaded, jogging to catch up to her now.
Farida turned reluctantly and leaned on the car.
Luke finally caught up to her.
"Farida.." he started, trying to cup her elbow in his palms.
Farida slapped his hands away and glared at him. "What?"
"What happened?" Luke queried.
"What do you mean, what happened? I'm not the one that just got married." Farida retorted accusatorially.
Luke sighed "About that, I can explain. It's not what it looks like. This is-"
"I don't give a bloody damn what it looks like, Luke. I don't care" she replied in a surprisingly cool tone.
Luke was visibly hurt but he masked it quickly. "Okay. So what happened?"
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