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Danica POV

She uncrossed her arms and placed her hands on her hips. “Are you going to answer me? Or do I need to call the police?”

Her eyes were focused on me. She took a second to take me in before demanding an answer again. And I did the same.

This girl could have been a model. Her thin frame made her somehow look tall, but she was only a few inches taller than me. Her natural red stopped just beneath her shoulders. She had small perky breasts which didn’t need a bra, but I was happy she’d been wearing one at the moment.

She stared back at me with sea green eyes waiting for my reply. “I’m Danica. Who are you?” I asked not moving an inch from the spot I stood. I tried to keep my composure, but my voice still came out in a tremble.

“Ok. Danica.” She stretched out my name with a little hint of disgust behind each syllable. “Are you going to tell me what you are doing here? In this house?” She looked down at Dmitry’s balled-up shirt in my hand. I’d been clenching it since the moment
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