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Veer grabbed Gemma by the arm and pulled her into their bedroom.
"You're right, it's my fault." He said as he tossed her towards the bed and shut the door behind him.
Gemma looked at her husband, confused.
"I was the one throwing objects through the house, the one beating down Ila's door with a hammer."
"Don't you try to play righteous! This is bigger than tonight. Your gambling—"
"That's your excuse, isn't it? Always my gambling. My gambling has never put us at financial risk!"
"I shouldn't have to touch my pay!"
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