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By noon, Dolan drove to a nearby park, sat at one of the picnic tables, and started placing the mountain of junk food on the table.
Latton can’t stop smiling and laughing at all the things Dolan says.
“So this is the feeling of being cherished?” She said to herself as she tucked her hair behind her ear. Then one of her voices whispered, “Are you sure about that? Look at his eyes.”
She instantly glanced at Dolan and saw his beautiful smile, but when she gazed into his blue eyes the glee on his lips did not reflect in the way he looked at her.
He felt her gaze, then asked, “Is there something wrong?”
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