When we get to Roman's house, he parks in the garage. From what I can see from the tinted car window, the garage like the last time I was here is filled with dozens of luxurious cars. Roman steps down from the car and goes around from the driver side to the passenger side to open my door for me. He's so gentlemanly sometimes it's like he is a whole different person when he is not being his usual annoying smirking self. I climb down from the car and I am lost for some seconds staring at the exotic vehicles. Roman who doesn't notice my bewildered state places his hand on the small of my back and leads me on to the main house. As we enter the largely intimidating sitting room, I hesitate and Roman notices. "What's wrong, Cookie?" He asks me, calmly. "Uh..." I mumble, unsure of how to explain my reluctance. Roman, who is impatient standing awkwardly beside me in his own home, rolls his eyes at me and pulls me inside regardless. I drag my feet behind him. "Roman, is anyone el
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