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CHAPTER 7: PART 3
Belinda’s P.O.V
“I can’t take this anymore, she’s leaving now. I mean she is practically running and we did not see what happened. I need to see what is happening in that house.” my sister burst as she got out of the car, two men go out of a van that had been at the far end of the gate got out of the car and approached the front porch with her. She just put them to sleep in an instant.
‘Agh! Could she have just asked first, but no! Questions later. That’s all she does this days. Her eagerness for going home is annoying and risky, and I don’t want to go home.’
She telekinetically waved the door opened making it fall to the ground.
‘I’m sure whoever is inside the house ran at that sound’
I got out of the car and followed her. I studied the man on the door and I didn’t know who they were. I got in the house and immediately I got a dejavu.
“Where is he? Where is Luca’s son?” she demanded fuming. I just stood next to her si
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