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Chapter Twenty-seven : The Dancing Ball

Autor: Faria_Samira
last update Fecha de publicación: 2021-07-16 20:39:55

Samlin Greenham 

"Do I look okay?" Lucas points at his outfit.

"No, you look like you're going to collapse," I answer and close the passenger door. "You need to loosen up a bit, Lu, you're not going to an interview. So, stay calm."

   Today afternoon, I've come to the Greenham Manor with my friend Lucas, my grandparents arranged a social party because of my father's returning. It still seems like unreal to me, you know, that my father has returned. When

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