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He stole you from me

Ophelia puffed her cheeks. 'Right.. I shouldn't be jealous he stole you from me.'

Diane snapped her fingers. 'Greattt. The opening..'

'Yesss. The opening...' Ophelia trailed her words too.

'When is the date for it? Decided on one?'.

'Not yet. I was going to call you for suggestions later tonight'.

'How about next weekend?'.

Ophelia narrowed her gaze on Diane, suspiciously.. 'What if it's a weekday?' she enquired, trying to play mind games.

Diane grasped what her intention was quickly. 'Ophelia. ...

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