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Chapter 22
If 9 3/4 quarters was real, I wouldn't be here rummaging in my already spoilt closet for an extra-long, extra baggy, extra-large shirt for my husband.
It sounded weird to say husband... not when I was simping on Newt from The Maze Runner. I have my times of affection for specific people.
"What's taking so long?" Meredith groaned, kicking away some of my clothes slightly that I had thrown on the floor.
"I'm trying to find my father's, exclusive with Extra as the special ingredient, shirt." I grinned right before my sweater fell on me, covering half of my view to Meredith's disgusted face.
May her face rest in a while to normalcy.
"In this mess, I'll probably get it after an eternity later," Noah commented, picking my garments with his dirty feet as he scrunched his nose in reflex.
I rolled my eyes, still on with the task, I had assigned myself. Our marriage wasn't gonna end
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