NovelEnglishPart 4:3 The IV drip intensified my dizziness. I stumbled, barely catching myself.
Antohadn't returned, not a single call or text.
Five hours passed.
Reluctantly. I dialed his number.
He sounded surprised I was still at the hospital.
"Grace, I'm so sorry. I meant to cback after taking Alicia home, but she had stomach cramps....." A woman's voice interrupted. "Sir, your order is served. Enjoy your dinner!" Antocovered the phone, but I still heard Alicia. "Antonio, you should go back." Disappointment washed overagain.
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I hung up, asked the nurse to discharge me, and went halone.
Antodidn't appear all night.
Kept awake by fireworks, I worked on a custom jewelry design for a client.
Then, a Facebook notification flashed.
Alicia had posted a photo of herself under the fireworks, captioned, "I know you still love me.
I froze. Logging out. I realized I'd been logged into Antonio's account.
Feeling suffocated, I burrowed under the covers and forced myself to sleep The next day, I went to work and handed in my resignation.
My manager, aware of my impending marriage and return home, expressed both happiness and regret.
"You've been fantastic here. But I wish you all the best," she said.
Speechless. I hugged her and whispered my thanks for her support.
Word spread among my colleagues and they insisted on a farewell dinner.
I booked a room at our usual restaurant with Anton- mostly out of habit and convenience.
During the meal, I ran into Alicia in the restroom.
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have to try it." I smiled back, ready to leave We weren't on friendly terms.
But she stopped me.
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the shrimp he peels for you. Arent belongs to .no The content is on sto no the content is on novelenglish.net! sensitive to spice, too?" The word "too" struck me.
I could handle spice, but Antoalways rinsed the shrimp, daiming spicy food wasn't good for women. I'd assumed it was concern for my
health. Now, it seemed like a ingrained habit. a habit formed for Alicia, the one who truly couldn't tolerate spice.
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