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Unexpected chaos

작가: November
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MILLIE-ROSE'S POV

It had been almost one week since Lionel and I returned and started living with Braham, and I hadn't started doing anything I'd planned when I decided to come home.

Braham wanted me to rest and strategize before taking action. He wanted me to move when no one expected it, so for now I just had to let them think I was coming and watch them wait in vain.

It was a great strategy, and I loved it.

I'd been in the house since then, and it felt like forever. Braham didn't pressure me
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