Chapter 7
"Marcus.." I said in a hushed tone.
"It's been a while." His deep but gentle voice boomed through the phone, making me shiver in suspense.
"Y..yes.. it's been a while." I stammered.
All of a sudden, I'm feeling skittish. I should be elated, it's been a while since I last saw him, since I last heard his oddly comforting voice.
Or am I this way because I missed him so much?
"You used the card I gave you years ago. Why's that??" He suddenly asked.
My movements stilled as my mind processed his question. How did he know?? Why wouldn't he? The card is his. Is this the reason he called me?
I should have known.. we haven't spoken for years and he reached out to me all of a sudden. I thought he missed me but I was wrong. I felt devastated at the reality.
"I had mistaken the card as mine when I was leaving the house so I decided to use it rather than having go back to fetch mine." I lied without blinking.
"I'll refund the money I used."
It's been years but I don't want him to keep seeing me as s

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