“I don’t think you all understand. This doesn’t look good,” Sheena said quickly, before anyone cut her off. “Do you think you could… I don’t know, Mr. Kulti, I’m just throwing out ideas for you to talk to your publicist about, but… do something publicly to pull rumors away from… this… friendship? Possibly go on a date?” Kulti didn’t even hesitate. “No.” “But—” “No,” he repeated. Sheena’s desperate eyes met mine. “Sal, what about you? Could you go on a date? Post some pictures—” “No.” That was definitely not me who answered her. It was Kulti who answered almost angrily. I let him. “Sal—” “No.”
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