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BITTERED EX
Author: mostpen
last update2025-08-10 20:04:01

“Ha..Elijah...” Clara began, standing in front of Elijah who stared dead back at her. She rolled her eyes on him like he was watching a shocking report. Surprise flickered in her gaze— Obviously, she wasn't expecting to see Elijah...the diner boy of all people in a place like this— Century ‘21” of all places..and..not looking like this. He looks different. The suit..it was modest but her eyes lingered over it, like she was trying to read how much it cost.

“What the heck are you doing here, Elijah?" Her tone was sharp, Screaming disbelief.

Elijah scoffed, his eyes holding hers. Not affection. Not admiration. It was cold, uninviting, like he was looking at a guest draped wedding gown to a burial ceremony.

“What I'm I doing here?” He snorted then continued with deliberate rudeness. “Of course I know you're not dumb and blind to see that they sell cars here...”

“You're here to get a ride for your, boss? Or you've been sacked at the Diner and now You're slaving for some millionaires in
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