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Chapter 5

Author: P.p
last update publish date: 2026-09-01 20:05:41

Stacey’s POV:

I stepped into the lavishly furnished living room of my home, which was one of the two living rooms in the house.

My best friend, Aliya, was gifted this house by her parents after she graduated. When she heard I got a job in LA, she insisted I stayed with her. That’s just how Aliya was; very kind and open hearted. We had met in film school where I attended as a scholarship student and I was forever grateful that I found a friend like her.

I threw my bag on the custom-made Camaleo
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