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When Zach could control himself, he appeared with his back against the wall. He didn't know what was happening, but he knew that it was not natural, he also knew that he couldn't tell Maisie about it. She already had a lot going on and he didn't want to add this one too and he knew that Maisie will make it take precedence to her other obligations.
So, all he needed to do right now was to pretend everything was alright and the first step to that was apologizing for his words the next morning because he knew that Maisie won't leave her room this night.
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Maisie came out of her room the next morning and took in the arranged state of the sitting room. Zach followed her to her working place yesterday so that means that he must have tidied up when she was in her room. Without her approval, her lips curved into
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