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“Don’t talk to me till I’ve had coffee.” I announce to our breakfast table as I slump into the chair and put my head on the table.

“Maybe if you were sleeping instead of sneaking into people rooms at night, you wouldn’t be so tired I think the morning.” Jared whispers in my ear as he sits down.

I chuckle. “Maybe.”

“Her Jared.” A very peppy Daisy bounces over. “Can I sit?”

“Sure.” Jared says looking annoyed.

She quickly grabs a chair from another table. “Do you mind moving over, Frey?”

“It’s Faye.” You cunt, I think to myself as I glare at her and scoot my chair over.

“I don’t like her either.” Aidan leans over and whispers.

“Do you think if I slit her throat anyone would miss her?”

“”Her hair stylist. Making it that un
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