Chapter 21 Chapter: 21
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Sunday morning, we were all in the dining room having breakfast—Spencer, Chloe, and me. Well, in my case, I was drinking the only thing I could stomach these days: coffee.
The doorbell rang.
“I’ll get it,” Spencer said, standing up, still holding his newspaper as he went to open the door.
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