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I feel a pit in my stomach—a sense of impending doom—that I can’t escape as I listen to the guy introduce himself to Chase and every second feels like an eternity as I await the inevitable confrontation.
I have never hated anyone as much as I hate my mother right now. The guy’s voice is tense as he explains the situation to Chase, and I can’t hear what Chase is saying, but I can see Chase's confusion on the guy’s face as he repeats himself more than once.
He tells Chase what I said: that I had asked my mother to sell a different ring, but she made a mistake and tried to sell our engagement, and I can just imagine Chase’s disgust as he keeps referring to me as his fiancé. There’s a long pause, and again, I can imagine the turmoil and questions racing through his min
