Chapter Ten

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Samantha.

The restaurant wasn't crowded. Binjo's normally was but tonight was an exception. There was just a man and a woman sitting at a far off table in a corner staring adoringly in each other's eyes, hands meshed together across the table, whispering sweet nothings to each other and a group of horny teens gawking at something entertaining in one of their phones.

Samantha glanced hastily at her watch. He should have been here by now. She couldn't risk going home too late for fear her mother would think the worse.

But who was she kidding? Her mother was probably somewhere drunk out of her mind doing unspeakable things to God knows who. Regardless, she didn't like staying away from home too long.

She was still hurt by the betraying news she had found out and her mother still didn't know that she knew and she wasn't sure how to break it to her. She would wait. She still needed time to process it all.

Maybe she should do a little digging herself and find out who her sister was and more importantly, where she was.

It was now 8 and her hero from the bar still wasn't anywhere to be seen. She was just about to give up and leave when the door opened and she looked as he walked in.

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