Chapter 19

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<pre style="line-height: 17px; white-space: normal; color: #2a2a2a; font-size: 13px; text-align: start;">"Absolutely not!" Timothy shouts at me.</pre>

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"I am not asking for your permission. I am telling you." </pre>

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I just told him that i will go out with Anton and because i hate lies, i told him out history. Needless to say that he is furious.

"Then we are done." he says,looking into my eyes, dead serious. Well.. Two can play that game.</pre>

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"Fine. I will not lose my friends Timothy. You are married. The least i can do i have friends." i reply to him, my eyes locked into his, making my voice sounding serious, but my heart was panting. He will not let me go will he?</pre>

<pre style="line-height: 17px; white-space: normal; color: #2a2a2a; font-size: 13px; text-align: start;">We both stay silent and after 10 seconds i decide that it's my time to make my dramatic exit. I sigh and frown at him and turn to leave.</pre>

<pre style="line-height: 17px; white-space: normal; color: #2a2a2a; font-size: 13px; text-align: start;">"No! Wait!" he shouts and i root. Well that didn't take long.</pre>

<pre style="line-height: 17px; white-space: normal; color: #2a2a2a; font-size: 13px; text-align: start;">I turn my body to face him, he looks angry and confused. "Are you sure you are just friends now?"</pre>

<pre style="line-height: 17px; white-space: normal; color: #2a2a2a; font-size: 13px; text-align: start;">"Timothy, me and Anton, we will never be just friends.." i sigh in the realization.</pre>

<pre style="line-height: 17px; white-space: normal; color: #2a2a2a; font-size: 13px; text-align: start;">"Then no!" he shouts at me again.</pre>

<pre style="line-height: 17px; white-space: normal; color: #2a2a2a; font-size: 13px; text-align: start;">"Then i guess we are done." i whisper. Tears trying to escape my eyes. A knot in my throat so big it hurts.</pre>

<pre style="line-height: 17px; white-space: normal; color: #2a2a2a; font-size: 13px; text-align: start;">"Do you love him?" he asks not looking at me. Tears start to slide. Is this really it?</pre>

<pre style="line-height: 17px; white-space: normal; color: #2a2a2a; font-size: 13px; text-align: start;">"Yes." i admit.</pre>

<pre style="line-height: 17px; white-space: normal; color: #2a2a2a; font-size: 13px; text-align: start;">"As a friend?"

"I don't know... Probably not." i frown. What is this? The day of Katarina Conor's revelations? </pre>

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"It's hard to keep up with him baby.." he hesitates and comes closer to me, taking my hand into his. "You love him, while you only like me." he smiles a sad smile.</pre>

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"You are married. How can i love you?"</pre>

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