Chapter 8 CHAPTER 8
I take the suitcase out of the car. I drag it to the door. Camila is waiting for me inside with that smile women have when they’ve just won something and still can’t hide it.
“Welcome home, love.”
Home.
This isn’t my home. This is a house my father lent me for three months so I could learn a ...
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2. Chapter 2 CHAPTER 2
3. Chapter 3 CHAPTER 3
4. Chapter 4 CHAPTER 4
5. Chapter 5 CHAPTER 5
6. Chapter 6 CHAPTER 6
7. Chapter 7 CHAPTER 7 
8. Chapter 8 CHAPTER 8
9. Chapter 9 CHAPTER 9
10. Chapter 10 CHAPTER 10
11. Chapter 11 CHAPTER 11
12. Chapter 12 CHAPTER 12
13. Chapter 13 CHAPTER 13
14. Chapter 14 CHAPTER 14
15. Chapter 15 CHAPTER 15
16. Chapter 16 CHAPTER 16
17. Chapter 17 CHAPTER 17
18. Chapter 18 CHAPTER 18
19. Chapter 19 CHAPTER 19
20. Chapter 20 CHAPTER 20
21. Chapter 21 CHAPTER 21
22. Chapter 22 CHAPTER 22
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