“Before we leave I have something I have to tell you.” I stated as I turned to face her. She smiled at me, her beautiful smile should have helped me calm down but it didn’t. It only made it harder for me to tell her what I wanted to tell her.
“What is it? Is something wrong?” She asked seeming genuinely concerned with what I had to say.
“Nothing is wrong. There is just something I have to confess to you before we go to the party. I just hope you don’t hate me after I tell you.” I said.
She chuckled, “why would I hate you because of it? I’m sure it’s not something that bad. So just tell…”
“I work for Michael Dunn, Zoey’s father.” I blurted out.
She just stared at me without speaking, her silence was making me anxious.
“Please say something.” I pleaded when she just stared at me.
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