They were lost. He insisted they weren’t. It was the arrogant-stained confidence of his baritone that struck one of her many wound-up nerves provoking an eye roll. An eye roll he missed like all of her other mannerisms that displayed her displeasure of the state of their relationship. A relationship that had spanned for six…
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Tactical Avoidance
“Do you have a problem with me?” She was shocked by the words that slipped from her mouth on the dreary morning day but she wasn’t surprised. She couldn’t take the subtle glances every time she passed by this particular person in the hallway. It had been happening for the last twenty-nine days she’d been…