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Chapter Twenty-Five-Delaney
Delaney pulled into her father's driveway, staring at the one doorstep she didn't want to stand on. She let her head fall against her steering wheel as she let out an irritated groan.
"Why? Why? Why?" she said into the silence of her car. This was the last place she wanted to stay, but she didn't have any other options at the moment. She grabbed her purse, and stepped out onto the driveway, digging her suitcase from the backseat, she took the walk of shame to her father's front door.
The door opened before she knocked. Beth stood on the other side, an apron wrapped around her waist and flour on her cheek. "Delaney! What a surprise," she said, her gaze moved to the suitcase beside her. "Are you coming to stay the night?" she asked, but when Delaney tried to answer, she ushered her in and yelled, "Honey! Delaney is coming to stay the night. Get off the computer!"
Delaney hung her head even lower, following Beth to the kitchen where it looked like a
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My Brother's Roommate Chapter Thirty-Two-Patch
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