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Chapter 18
Vivianne Sinclair
I sat before Scott in the restaurant absentmindedly, my mind still occupied with thoughts about Noah.
I might actually lose my mind at this point.
“Ms. V?” Scott gently knocked on the table, jolting me back to reality.
I blinked, confused. “Did you say something?”
“Are you sure you're fine? You've been zoning out.”
“Oh, yeah, I'm fine…” I noticed the menu book in his hand, and I quickly snatched it, trying to change the topic. “I'll order something.”
I glanced through the menu indecisively and sighed. Even my favourite meal didn't make me excited like it used to.
I turned to the waiter. “Just get me anything spicy.”
He blinked.
“Yeah, something spicy.”
I needed something to distract me from this crazy thought.
“How spicy?”
“Spicy enough to make me cry..”
Scott laughed softly. "That's crazy... Are you sure you're fine? Why would you want to cry?"
"I'm fine."
“Alright, Ms. Coming right up.” The waiter said.
“I'll have the same.” Scott said as the waiter turne

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