“Just admit you are wrong.” I crossed my arms and stared at him.
“Ah, my darling, I would gladly admit it if I were wrong.” He smiled gently at me as if I were a child. “However, I am not wrong. I am never wrong.”
I guess that’s when it happened, because what I remember next is a bit of a blur.
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