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... nd opened it slowly. 𝗳𝚛𝗲𝕖𝚠𝚎𝚋𝗻𝗼𝕧𝗲𝐥.𝚌𝚘𝐦
Desmond was standing there. He looked exhausted. His hair was messy. He was holding a small wooden box with a plate of honey cake, my favourite. How did he know?
I look at his back hoping that Dylan would came in bath he didn’t
"Thank you," Desmond said, stepping inside.
Becca gave me a look and left as she closed the door, leaving Desmond and I alone in the room.
I was going to tell her to stay but only ...
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