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Chapter 44

"I can't sleep." Madelaine lump her shoulders over letting them hang next to her body. She looks tired.

"Let me see if I can remedy that." I point to the chair at the small table in the kitchen where my family likes to sit as they usually observe them and she takes in the chair that is offered to her.

"I am glad that you are making friends." I mention as I pour some milk into the glass container. Warm milk is one delicacy that my mother use to make me and Achille before bed when we were children. It is considered a very good alternative to treat insomnia or in Achille's case, bad dreams.

"I try, but these girls are not what I imagined." She sighs. She was having trouble making friends? If she was, she was doing a hell of a job hiding it, besides... her one friend was unconsciously lying on the couch in the living room as we speak. "They are just so consumed with boys, make-up and sex." Her eyes was set intend on me as I wait for the milk to heat up in the microwave.

"And you? What
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