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Seeing his wife pacing the living room, Attlee Harris couldn’t help but say, "Quit pacing around. You’re just cranking up the pressure on Yoli. She’s already stressed enough."
Although he was just as nervous, he managed to keep a calm front.
"It’s available." Yolanda Harris sat on the couch, typing in her test admission ticket number and ID number on her laptop, then clicked login.
"Did the results come out yet?" Olga rushed over to look, only to ...
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