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The evening air outside was crisp as I made my way back to Mr. Nelson’s house. Each step towards the imposing mansion felt like an emotional tug-of-war. My thoughts were a chaotic blend of anxiety and anticipation. What awaited me behind those grand doors seemed both thrilling and daunting. I couldn’t help but replay the events of the previous night in my mind, the intense moment we shared, and Mr. Nelson’s stern demeanor the following day. The drive to the mansion was a blur. I tried to concentrate on the road, but my thoughts kept drifting back to Mr. Nelson. What was he thinking? How would he react to seeing me again? My heart raced at the thought of facing him, and I found myself gripping the steering wheel a bit tighter. When I arrived, the house loomed before me, its grandeur amplified by the dim evening light. The sight of the stately home, with its polished facade and manicured lawns, was a stark contrast to the emotional turmoil inside me. I parked the car and took a deep b
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