Chapter 8

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Asher What's with the strange feeling in the pit of my stomach? Why do I feel like the air had been knocked out of my lungs just by the mere touch of her? It was as if my heart was speaking to her without my knowledge. "How do you see Miss Keya's service?" Bella's voice cut through the silence in the car. "Who is Keya?" I found myself blurting without thinking. Bella gave me a confused look. "Don't tell me you have forgotten her name already. The fashion designer of course." Right. Keya. How can I forget her name so easily? The innocent Keya. "Right. Yes. What about her?" I asked pretending the mention of her name didn't bring about the past. Bella knows about my past with Keya. Even though she wasn't there. But Vivian made it upon herself to lament the story of the tragic death o

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