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20. I kept my promises

Author: Anne Joyce
last update Huling Na-update: 2023-01-11 14:24:55
I started touring the room, trying to figure out where to stash our stuff. My eyes lit up when I found a walk-in closet, but then my jaw practically hit the floor when I saw it was already filled with clothes, shoes, and bags—women’s stuff.

I started flipping through the clothes—mostly mini dresses, both casual and formal. There were bags, shoes, and even jewelry lined up neatly, all vibrant and way too luxurious for me to even dream of affording.

This is insane. Did we, like, accidentally walk into the wrong room or something?

I quickly backed out of the walk-in closet and headed for the door. Maybe Marco was still somewhere nearby. But the first person I ran into wasn’t him—it was another guy in a black suit (again). He had short-cropped hair, was built like a tank, but not quite as tall as Marco.

"Do you need anything, Miss?" he asked, noticing my startled expression.

I tried to act normal. “Uh, is Marco still around?”

“He just left, Miss. Is there an issue?”

I muttered under my bre
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