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2024-10-29 19:42:56THE CONTINUATION...
It's only 6 a.m. And I already expected a turmoil in the basement as soon as he found out Maddy was free, or if she was lucky enough and chose herself over the girls, she might have escaped. But I didn't get my hopes up. All I know is that he'll be so preoccupied that he won't see us leaving the house.
Everybody was still asleep when I walked into the living room. As I approached the front door, I noticed Finn sitting on the sofa with his eyes closed. I sighed and shook my head, then continued walking toward the entrance.
It's a genuine pity because Zack's friends are great. The way he always comes out on top of life is annoying. He has a fantastic bunch of friends that he just brought to die in here; he has the loving arms of his uncle and aunt, a beautiful
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