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Chapter 1

“Can you rowls

Startled, I turn toward the man behind me in the line “I’et past?”

“No I want these fucking idiots at the desk to hurry up I’ to missoff him “They make me sick”

I turn back to the front Great, a drunk in the check-in line Just what I need

Heathrow Airport is bustling Bad weather has delayed hts, and to be honest, I wish they would delay o back to the hotel and sleep for a week

I am not in the mood for this shit

I hear the man turn and complain to the people behind him, and I roll my eyes Why are people so damn rude?

For another ten h, and er I turn to hi as fast as they can There’s no need to be rude,” I snap

“What?” he yells as he turns his anger on me

“Manners are free,” I mutter under my breath

“Manners are free?” he cries “What are you, a schoolteacher? Or just a raving bitch?”

I glare at hiht hours in hell I flew across the world to go to a wedding, only to watch irlfriend I’m in the mood to cut somebody today

Don’t mess with me