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Episode 18

It was at that beat a quick rap on the door interrupted their poignant moment and her day got extra shitty. Zipporah thoughts flowed between, so being saved by the bell, or knock, was truly not a myth but she wished they had the chance to finish this conversation so it wouldn’t keep her up at night to figure out a lie, she was terrible with those. She was the worst person to keep a secret about the supernatural.

When another knock bounced through the room, she pulled her hands from his and moved to answer but he held her wrist back, “don’t worry babe, I’ll get it.”

She watched him go and hoped it was not the girls, hopefully the delivery Isabella had texted her about. She glanced at her laptop, it still displayed a documented article on ‘the supernatural unknown’. She crossed her living room to slam it shut, her palm rested on its flat surface with her shoulders hunched and her head down. She suddenly craved for the cooling solace of ice cream.

She turned when she heard footsteps.
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