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A Symphony Of Missing Clothes

Author: Ethel
last update Huling Na-update: 2025-08-26 07:40:27

Elle

I think there's a part of me that still believes all of this is a dream.

A very small, very illusioned part of me.

My first few days at Aaron's mansion are spent locked up in my room. Aaron hasn't tried to talk to me since I signed the contract and neither have I. Honestly, I think it's better this way. The two of us only need to put up an act when people are around so what's the use of us interacting beyond that?

Maureen, the nice older lady who'd cleaned my room on my first day here has
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