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"I’m with your mother and didn’t want to seem rude I came to the bathroom to call you"

"Where are you?" It’s not a question but a de to you"

"What? No You can’t do that"

"I can and I am," he replies "Where are you, Emily?"

"If you come to me, it will seemy mother fuck with you"

My heart softens "I care about you too, Shane, which is why you have to trust me to handle this"

"It’s not you I don’t trust It’s my mother"

That stateot this, Shane I proet back to the table I’ll text you when I return to the office"

"She’s going to try to mess with your head"

"I’m fully aware of your e her, and your father, why did we decide I’?"

Silence stretches for several beats before I hear, "Do not let her turn you against me"

It hits ainst hiainst you No one can I promise" I just hope the same will be true in the reverse if he ever learns what I’ve been hiding

"Text me when you’re back," he orders

"I will," I prooes dead, and I stuff my phone back inmy windblown hair back into place, and exit the bathroom I dread my return to the table, but nevertheless hurry forward and rejoin Maggie "My hair was a mess from all that wind on our walk over here," I say as I sit down

"You look stunning as always" She settles her elbows on the table and rests her chin on her hand "Tell me about yourself, Emily"

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