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... anything about what I like? Or maybe my obsession over... vanilla?" Daisy asked as she stepped out of the taxi, heading toward the entrance of the care facility building. Her tone wasn’t accusing, more like she was double-checking something she already knew.
"No, I never told him any..." Aurora paused, as if quickly scanning her memory. "Wait... no. I’m sure I never told him anything like that."
Daisy nodded to herself, lips pressed into a thin line. "I figured. Just wanted to ma ...
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