“Either way, it’s still wrong,” I insist. “Yeah, but that’s marriage for you. Cheating, lying, so on and so on.” “That’s not always the case.” “Nine times out of ten.” He shrugs. I hate the way he views marriage so negatively. “No, that’s not true.” I cross my arms over my chest. “You’re going to argue with me over marriage, again? I don’t think we should go there,” he warns. His eyes meet mine, and he takes a deep breath.
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