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A crazy ride

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Laura.

*One Week Later*

“Seriously? That's your new role now?” I pause by the staircase, drilling Maisie with a look.

She's standing by the door, holding my car keys, clearly ready to drive me to work.

That has been her new role since I returned and found out she was worried sick about me.

The moment I told her Liam kidnapped me, Maisie went ballistic. She tracked Liam on his social media handles and spat curses that could last one a hundred years at him.

She refused to sleep that night, a
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