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The voice that excites, is the same that tranquilizes.

The voice that excites, is the same that tranquilizes.

Hazel

It's already Saturday afternoon and; having already managed to get back into my routine of exercises; I take the opportunity to pack my clothes back into Jonathan's room. Now it's permanent. I think so.

Every now and then, I think back to the ring I tried on my finger last night. Really breathtaking. I was so bewildered at the moment I chose it together with Jonathan, I'm not even sure how much he paid for it.

I noticed a while ago that Jonathan acts in a way like he doesn't want to leave traces, or let anyone know what he buys, or where and what he spends his money on. He doesn't usually pay his bills with a credit card. It's strange. Or maybe it's just a habit because he doesn't like drawing attention to himself. Maybe because he's afraid of exposing himself because he's in a different country? In the conditions that he's been facing lately, I'd be cautious too. I don't know. If being poor is bad, it seems that being ver
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