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Cerian.

While washing my hands after my little chat with nature, I heard a toilet flash from one of the stalls and Zachary came out zipping up his pants.

His eyes met mine and he smiled softly ,approaching the sink next to wash his hands next to me. "Hi," He greeted.

"Are you eager to release your album? You must be right..."

The guy was trying to have a conversation with me,whereas I was planning on banging his head on the mirror and perhaps crack his skull open. He would bleed to death and I would have my revenge...

"By the way Fedoras look good on you . Denver's really lucky to have you..."

Talking to the guy wasn't on my list but then he brought Denver up. I hated my husband's name coming out of his lips. Worse is, standing this close to him,feeling his presence ,looking at him ,just reminds me of that night.

"Remind me your name again.." I asked him,our eyes meeting in the mirror.

"Zachary Gilbert "