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Seventy eight

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She replied, rubbing her hands together and saying, "I'll be right there." She steps out of the kitchen and lets out a long sigh.

“Aurora.”

She comes to a stop and looks at Auburn. “Yeah?”

"Your face and hair are covered in flour." She smiled mockingly at her and took a mouthful of the freshly frosted cupcake.

Aurora hurried to the dressing area and glanced in the mirror. She sighed and thanked Auburn for stopping her from acting like a fool in public. She cleaned her face and styled her hair before making a quick exit.

“The apron." Auburn called out.

Right on, right on. After pausing, she released the tie on the back. Before moving approaching the door, she seized it and hung it over her head.

She became increasingly anxious as she neared the door. He finished his breakfast half an hour ago, so why did he just decide to return? When he could simply come back here and talk to his mother, why did she only refer to him as a visitor? Maybe he was afraid that if his mother
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