“Need it?” Who the hell did she think I was? Did she even get why I was upset? “You think I need fifty thousand? Jesus, it’s not expensive for me and who is a more important guest than my fiancée? Spend what you want. I don’t give a shit. But I do give a shit when you don’t text me back.” I saw how she straightened her spine. “Well, I was too busy having fun while you were too busy to come down because you needed to work all night to keep us safe, I guess.” “And did you feel safe?” I don’t know why I even cared to ask at this point. She squinted at me, like this was some sort of quiz. “I felt
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