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Nine
"Hey, hey," Emma placed her hands on her friend's upper arms and shook her gently. She was quite frankly concerned about her. Anelia was worried about her job and even more, actually keeping it and that could only prove to her that something had happened at La Vida.
She just didn't know what and that said a lot. Usually, she was always up to speed with occurrences that unfolded at the Hotel, minor or not. Call her a gossip monger and all but it was a fine truth. She had a talent of staying informed with many ordeals at the Hotel but that wa
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