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Romantic Truth and Lies

Chapter 4 .

Word Count: 1278    |    Released on: 25/07/2022

icious meal and withering away into nothing. But I'm not a

, annoyed. I don't have to say anythi

wallet from her back pocke

You're a

believe I see something else. Her gaze has a w

n she's gone before I can say anything or s

or the bar by failing to pay for her meals and drinks. She believed she had won when

at I can't afford to pay for something so cheap. However, why should I pay? In

corner booth a

to almost steal from you

ding behind his drink, which Lana, our waiter, must

ver steal

y understand the ramifica

?" Or can I try a bite

y back. I don't want either of them pursuing Joce

ny responsibilities to b

bill, which I know includes our drinks as well as Jocelyn's ta

n though my family owns the bar and I am not required to pay, it is a wa

going to mee

hr

en I look a

ce of my Rolex, I see a faint tan

sm

She knew she had won when she left this bar

ed dollars tucked away in its depths, as well as credit cards that would have be

uable thing on my body. The wa

nly deceived once. Jocelyn has no idea from whom s

a

st

t again. But I didn't

one like Enzo, who, based on the expensive clothes he was wearing, has more money than he could possib

her debt to repay t

d. Despite being made of metal, the watch is warm. I make a mental no

member Enzo for th

his stubble, will haunt me for not sensing the rough edges when I kissed him. An

longer. This watch is pricey, and although I don't know much about Enzo, he doesn't appear to be short on cash. But what

to generation? What if it was given to hi

n, with no blemishes. It was almost as if he was wearing it for th

try not to draw attention to the fact t

for me, I keep

wn the street. It doesn't, however, st

zo. I'll put things righ

never wanted to forget about myself more than when I was around him. And I certainly didn't want to be swept off my feet by a pri

he was, that's not what I'm looking for. I'll f

sts. And I can't afford to lose concentration. I can't po

the way he looks at

wo my senior. I'd guess seventeen or eighteen. I didn't go to school m

o the streets around the bars aren't yet crowded, but in a few hours, they'

e the back of my hand. My fingers find the pawn shop on the c

my debts. Always.

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