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Chapter 22
Ophelia
Getting everything together yesterday helped give me peace about my decisions. I'm grabbing a quick breakfast and getting ready to meet my realtor, Maddison. I make my way to her office after I eat, and I'm surprised at hope cute her office is.
"Hi, you must be Megan." She smiles and takes my hand. " I have some lovely houses for you to look at. There is one in particular that is located about a mile from campus that I think you will love."
"I'm very excited to take a look at these. Have you talked with the lawyers and everyone to get the closing sped up?" I ask with a full honest smile on my face.
"I did. We can get you into a house by tomorrow evening. Do you want to see the house I think is perfect first or last?" She says with an excited voice.
"First. With all the information that we have shared back and forth, I have a feeling that I will love it. If I do, then no more searching." I say with a chuckle.
We get in her car a
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