Chapter 81 Hearts Unbound

Bernice

The second day passed in a blur of activity. I met with Donald to finalize the sale of the house, ensuring that everything was in order. He was professional and efficient, understanding the urgency of the situation .

"It's a beautiful property," Donald remarked as we went over the final details. "It won't stay on the market for long."

"Thank you, Donald," I said, appreciating his professionalism. "The sooner it sells, the better."

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