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Quinnzel's POV

Me and Dawn are not on talking terms since yesterday. I am convinced she thinks I am crazy and I am also convinced she is waiting for me to say that I was joking and we go back to living how we were.

But I wasn't lying and I don't know what more to tell her. The only thing I am sure of is that she won't be telling a living soul about Arthur and that is the only thing keeping me sane.

So this morning, the room was dead quiet and we just went about our day-to-day activities ignoring each other. It was my turn to make breakfast and I made her pancakes with cream, scrambled eggs, and bacon, with 3 slices of toast and freshly squeezed orange juice.

When I handed the meal to her, she almost blurted out thanks with a smile but then she stopped herself, and the smile turned into a frown.

When I was ready, I left the house and waited for her in the car. Five minutes later, she placed Marie in her car seat and took the front seat. I turned on the radio as usual and we started.
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