"Son!" bellowed his father, entering from the library, his face surprisingly sad. "Quiet down and respect your mother!"Phil laughed wildly. "Right. Re...pect the bitch who fucked up my life. Where is she, Mother? Where's Marisol?" That tramp?" Bitch," grumbled his father."What did you say, Junior?" Nothing." I fucking hate you," grumbled Phil. "Who's the tramp? She doesn't go around hiring some poor stud to play with her sagging old dugs." Phil!" yelled his father."What? And you, hiring people to. One day, I changed my Facebook display picture and in what seemed like an hour my smartphone buzzed, and I saw the ping from her in Messenger ‘nice pic’.Then, we started talking casually and our texting slowly become a routine. We used to text often due to the fact that IT companies are always stressful and smartphone is the only relief available.We shared our new phone numbers. We started sharing our office things and our old times together. Again, we became very close. But I was very careful. More

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