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"Eugene, I'm telling you one more time. I don't need you here. Just go home," Lydia's tone grew more impatient.

She had come out late to have a drink, clear her mind, and ease her frustrations, not to have Eugene hovering around, nagging her endlessly.

Eugene, however, didn't budge. Instead, he sat down beside her and opened a bottle of beer for himself.

"If you want to drink, then I'll drink with you. Whenever you've had enough and want to go home, I'll take you."

Lydia found herself at a loss for words. Suddenly, she no longer felt like drinking. She placed the bottle aside and looked at the men and women swaying wildly in the dance floor under the neon lights.

How she wished Quincy was the one beside her right now.

"Lydia, how about we head over and dance for a bit?" Eugene offered.

everywhere, like a shadow that refused to disappear. Or maybe it was just fate. No matter how they tried to

was determined to cut that connection. He wanted Quincy to see them, dancing close, their bodies brushing up

head. "You go ahead. I just want to

only want to dance with you. I'm not even interested in

if testing the waters,

fingertips were about

was angry

some juice. I'll be

He pulled out the jewelry he had bought earlier, planning to give it to her once she

made her way to the bar. As she moved, a man sidled up

wasn't one to

with her high heel, stomped on his foot with all her might, grinding the heel in for good measure. Her stiletto was sharp and deadly,