It wasn't me

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Savage. I knocked Marsha’s door. I was curious about what she had done. Was it too much to ask for? She knows very well that I valued him. I know I sound dumb saying that I value a man that I just met a in less than a week, but I terribly needed him. Who’s going to take care of my house? Who’s going to clean my clothes? Who’s going to give me a leg rub? Only Vortez would have done that. “ Hey Savage.” She greeted me. “ Don’t hey me, you stabbed me in the back and lied. How could you do that to me! I only asked you to do one thing. And what did you do! You got rid of it. And the worst thing is: you did it in my living room. How could you Marsha ? What wrong did I do to you? I have been your friend from the day that we met. I value and I respect you. I have made sacrifices for you unt

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