Chapter 69 Sixty-Nine

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I pressed my palm against the partition, willing it to swallow me as Mark stared at me intently in silence. The rage on his face made my heart skip beats. I could almost hear my heart pounding as I tentatively watched him, panicked.

"You're in the ladies' restroom," I uttered helplessly....

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