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CHAPTER SEVENTEEN

                             I crawled out of my bed and such a shitty day wasn't my expectations. The maid picks up my untouched plate. But I finished my coffee. 

      Luce is still looking at me. I can see the worry in his eyes. I look around, "Where's your friend?" I ask. 

      "Are you upset that I allow her to live here,'' He asks, his elbow resting on the table. His coffee is unfinished and placed in front of him. 

      " She looks more than your friends," I blurt. 

      He stares at me for s second, "You

 can't judge people just because you think this." His hand curls around the cup and he takes a long sip. 

      Look! Does he mean her horrible look? What was that? Her skin turned dark, eyes empty, big nails. I shiver, recall

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