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John opened the door and they both walked inside. “ Make yourself home, I will be right back.” He said to Marco as he made a beeline to the stair case.
This time around, he did not do any breathing exercises, giving himself pep talks before entering inside. He just pushed the door, entering inside with no care. The room was the same as he left it except there was no crying lady that curled herself in one corner. His nose scrunched up as he sauntered his way to the en-suite bathroom. He pushed the door a bit, peeping through the small space but there was no sign of any human being there.
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