Anne finally calls up Arturo.
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"Hey Anne, what's up?" He asks, answering the phone.
"I've been waiting to talk to you, I needed time to breathe." Anne says, sighing.
"Oh? What's going on?"
"Naomi has turned to stripping, my former co worker saw her."
"And did you say something to her?"
"I used my fists more than my words but I did yes."
Arturo sighs, "Anne, that wasn't wise on your part."
"I know but she's at fault too."
"Not a good reason to put your hands on her."
"I know, I feel a bit bad about it."
"So how are things now?"
"We haven't said a word and it's been weeks."
"Sorry to hear that hun, that's stressful."
"Meh." Anne shrugged, she wasn't as upset about it as he was.
He coughed, he couldn't say anything. He couldn't bring himself to tell Anne he knew already, his lips were sealed. Anne was his best friend but knowing she would blow up like this and knowing what kind of person she is, he couldn't...Arturo would take this to the grave with him.
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