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53: DIANA

MEREDITH'S POV

"Wait, you're actually going to be sleeping in the same bed as him?" Brenda cried out over the phone. I was in such a rush to get dressed I didn't have time to dry my hair, so all I did was combed it out and put it up in a neat bun.

I just couldn't face Max after he mentioned to me about our sleeping arrangements. I ran out of that bedroom faster than a cheetah on steroids before he got out of the shower.

"Yes, Bren. He said he asked the housemaid to put our things in the same room," I sighed. Then I wondered why someone else brought our things up and not the maid. Anyway, I shook that part out of my mind. "What am I gonna do? I can't sleep with him." I fretted, strolling away from the chaos of the mansion, trying to get to somewhere more quiet. My feet mindlessly led me off the main floor.

"Too late for that," Brenda giggled.

I rolled my eyes. "This is not funny," I scoffed, roaming the corridors of this gigantic mansion. "If you keep laughing, I won't show you this
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