“I can’t believe you…that you’re doing this!”
“Doing what, Roman?” I was so frustrated with him and his quick aggression. “I haven’t done anything!”
“You know dam well what I’m talking about, Bill! Please don’t play these games with me.”
I rolled my eyes at him. “Oh please do not tell me that this is about Adanis! Roman, I thought we were done with this.”
Instead of answering me right away, Roman walked away, his large pale form flexing with visible irritation. He lifted his hand, pinching his nose. Or at least it looked like he did.
“Roman,” I called to him once more, and still he didn’t answer me. I approached him cautiously. “Roman, if you want to talk about this then, we need to talk.”
“I can’t…I just can’t believe you don’t have enough confidence in me to handle this.”
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