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I see who had taken her focus and concentration is none other but Keenan. He's standing, having a casual talk with Dad and looking like he's getting the thrill of his life from whatever their conversation is. Beside him is a beautiful, black woman, whose hands are wrapped around his and I'm not sure if it's from fear or the fact that she's nervous but still, she's not the type of woman he'd go for. She's is wearing an orange mini gown and she seems to be having the time of her life too and once in a while Keenan would look down at her with a smile I know so well. Scratch that, she's his type in every way. Why haven't I seen the lady before? A pang of jealousy grows in me, knowing how much Taylor has been affected by Keenan's presence, especially seeing him in the arms of another woman.

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