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"That Miss Cadbury was very intense, and unnecessarily so." Glenn said as we walked to the dorm building from the building housing the classrooms. I smiled.
"She is my wedding planner." I said, not even believing that I had just said that out loud. Clara would be getting married to a violent, hard cold man who erupted at odd times and did evil things and great harm to women completely unprovoked.
"Oh… Poor you, Dear girl!" Glenn said, as we sighted Mila and Martha from afar.
"Hey, Miss Clara!" Martha greeted me formally with a curtsy, and I made a face at her, opening my arms for a hug.
"I have already told you to call me Clara. Here, there is no nosy maid to tell you otherwise." I said quietly to her as I enjoyed how cold and soft her skin felt against the tired heat of mine. She apologized, and then I let go.
"How
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