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PASSION
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JEALOUSY
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Frank couldn't muster the atmosphere in the ballroom, he knew that his future wife—Aurora only distances away ignored him each and every possible direction. When she felt his eyes peeling over, she would simply turn her head or walk in another stand point.
"What happened?" Summer Castillo asked poking her friends shoulder, the stubborn women shook her head avoiding eye contact. She didn't wanna discuss any further about Frank. Yasmine already hound her down about the Beautiful white man.
"Nothing." Miss Grace leaned on the bar ledge circling a finger around the martini glass as her painted full lips pressed sideways. "He followed me-me here." She nonchalantly spoke, scoffing under her breath hoping for a handsome Black man scooping her off her small feet. "Well, in his exact words. I didn't follow you per se." She tried mocking his real New Yorker voice, it still didn't make sense.
Summer ignored the last statement and did a loop on asking.
"He followed you?" Summer faked a gasp capturing her exposed thin layered chest, ankle white heels click on the floor deafening the frustration. She knew all about the quick scheme Marci had brought. "What else did he say?" Crossing her arms shifting eyes at Marci who was already dancing and having a great time, Yasmine being herself back up on a dark skin brotha, he had a smooth clean look. Her type.
