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CHAPTER FIFTY ONE

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After asking Lucy to list out everything she wanted to do today, I couldn’t help but laugh at how long the list turned out to be. Still, I promised her we’d do as much as we could and save the rest for another day.

We visited three different places until we finally ended up at the park. And the moment we spotted an ice cream shop, we rushed toward it, hand in hand, and joined the queue. It seemed we were both craving something cold after all that walking and playing.

When it got to our turn, I
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