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Chapter 18

  • Emma
  • ''I'm starting to think that you are everywhere,'' Emery says towards Evelyn, who is currently standing at the door with her eyes squinting at him—probably not bothered to give a damn.
  • ''Oh my god! Who did your hair?'' She walks towards me, her eyes widening at my braider hair; touching it after pushing Emery off the bed so that she'll be able to be on the bed with me, not wanting her brother to be on the bed with us.
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