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Tamara Raymond sat across the beautiful table inside the cafe with an impatient expression. s]She had been there for the past 30 minutes and it would seem that the person she was supposed to meet, wasn't planning on showing up. She hated it. the idea of having to wait for someone who did not respect the courtesy of giving a notice prior to whether or not they were going to avail themselves.
When she had met the woman at first, it had seemed that she was a modest woman. one who highly-respected time. although not everything could be said about her. She was one of these high-class spoiled brats that got on Tamara's nerves.
