Can you mend my broken heart?

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" He screamed as he realized that it was pouring on the table. Coincidentally, he heard a beep on his phone he kept beside him on the couch, and that drew his attention to it. While still having his cigarette in his left hand, he kept the bottle and picked up his phone."Hi, Floyd!"He growled while having the phone closer to his ear."Greetings man. Lucifer, what have you been up to?"A voice echoed from the other end."Honestly, this whole scenario is weighing me down. I can't tell what's happening in my company...!" He mumbled pitifully while shaking his hand in expression to his words."You're at home?"Floyd questions, interrupting I'm from giving his lengthy explanations."At the beach,"Lucifer replied and gulped a mouthful of the gin he poured into the glass cup."Meet you there!"Floyd concluded and ended the call abruptly. Lucifer kept the phone on the couch and tapped the c

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", my place of work.At "Adams' Site" I narrated my mum's situation to my head of department, but he couldn't help since he had his reasons. I literally walked around the entire firm seeking help, but that didn't come. And a minute never passes without me remembering that I have a dying mother on the gatch bed. It was already dark at night, and I was yet to respond to the doctor who said that mummy needs urgent attention. Gradually I was running out of options, but watching mummy die gradually had never been an alternative.I entered the bar where I used to work and registered my attendance. Already, my coworkers knew about the storm blowing off my feet. They covered for me, even though we were together."You can do it, Clara!""No, that's not me.""What about mum?"This slight discussion was echoing in my mind as I saw a young lady who I used to address as a whore going into the clubhouse with her dress alm