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Zoey parked her car on the Butterfield Park parking and got out of her car. She walked around her car and opened Alexia’s door.
“Why don’t آپ go play on the field while I talk to aunty Daphne?” Zoey suggested.
“No, I want to come” Alexia pouted. “I want to ask her myself”
“Okay” Zoey said, raising her hands. “As آپ wish”
She took Alexia’s hand and walked to the restroom. She knocked. “Daphne, آپ here?”
“Go away” Daphne said.
Zoey opened the door and walked in.
“I know آپ got an invitation, but I would think you’d understand I don’t want آپ here today”...

When Cas entered the living room, Daphne was sitting on the couch, her parents sitting at both sides. She was just blowing her nose when Cas came their way.
“Daphne, I feel regret for the misery I have caused. I don’t want آپ to fight with your sister. آپ need her and she needs you. Perhaps آپ should get in contact with her and try make things right” he said.
Daphne wiped her eyes, but it was no use; the tears just kept rolling.
“I can clearly see the حالیہ events have influenced your mood” Cas کہا sad. “Maybe we should leave these people and go to a مزید entertaining companion”...

Daphne rushed into the living room and looked for her sister. Once she found her she headed to her and before Zoey could even blink Daphne had lifted her hand and slapped her. Someone gasped, but it wasn’t Zoey.
“Daphne, what is going on?” Mrs. Allen demanded to know. Daphne rotated her head to her mother. “Why don’t آپ ask this slut?” she said. Another gasp. “Daphne, this is no way to talk in front of guests” Mrs. Allen reproached.
“What’s the matter, mom?” Daphne asked scornful. “Afraid I will spike your little balloon and everyone will see who sweet Zoey really is?...

Daphne searched the room for an escape, realized there was none and then laughed nervously at Cas. “Sweetie, why don’t we…why don’t we go upstairs and talk about this?” she suggested.
“Why can’t آپ tell me right here? Is the truth so upsetting آپ think I might do something to embarrass آپ and myself?” Cas asked.
“If آپ mean causing a scene, you’ve already done a great job of that” Daphne کہا and she took his arm. “Come on, let’s go”
She dragged Cas upstairs to her room and locked the door. She turned around. “This better be good, Emmanuel. Now tell me, what...

Jack walked the steps to his front door and opened it. As he hung his کوٹ on the کوٹ rack he shouted: “Darling, I’m home!”
His wife didn’t respond, but there were noises in the kitchen, so he assumed she was cooking رات کے کھانے, شام کا کھانا for him. That was one of the things that made her so amazing. No matter what time he came ہوم from work, she would always prepare him a fresh meal. And in return he would flirt with every woman he came across. She really deserved better.
“You know that guy I had to interrogate, the one in the hospital?” he said. “There’s something really off about him. I’m...