Alexander Burke

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She cut me off before I could even complete my sentence. “Yes, I wasn’t at the party. My zip got spoiled and I wanted to text you to inform you about it. That was when I saw your text.” Her voice sounded so genuine.

“Huh? Wh….at?” I stuttered as I tried to make sense of the situation.

If Olivia didn’t attend the party, who was the person in the same dress I had sent to her?

“Are you sure?” I asked, my voice laced with confusion. I just poured ...