Forgetting The Ex

Prologue

I wince when my bangles dig into my skin,forcing a smile,hoping my boredom didn't show in my movements.

I inwardly roll my eyes when my father makes introductions.

What lame crap. They obviously know each other. Why make intros?

I hiss when my sister steps on my foot,making me looking up.

I glance at a middle aged couple, freezing when I made eye contact with an all too familiar grinning face, my vision landing next to her,hoping it was just a bad dream,my heart stopping and finally turning into an icicle when I stared into eyes of the most unexpected person,the person looking back at me,but not quite acknowledging me.

This is it. The prologue.
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