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CHAPTER THIRTY-TWO
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|•| DESIRÉE DOYLE |•|"Were you just smiling?" Iris' teasing voice made me look up from the jotter I was scribbling on. Our gazes locked and the fascination etched in her taunting brownish-green eyes threw my cheeks into action. They flat-out betrayed me by growing red beneath her gaze."What? No!" I denied it immediately, unable to get my cheeks back to its normal colour. I was biting down on my lips to hold back a smile."Yes, you were!" she wagged her finger at me from where she stood beside Mama Marie who was checking the sauce on the gas cooker.The older woman chuckled."Iris, leave the girl alone." Mama Marie chided her playfully."And why would I do that?" the taller girl cocker a brow, tossing the napkin in her hands somewhere before she began making her way towards me where I was seated in front of the kitchen island."Is there anything you are not telling me?" her teasing smile still played on her lips as she sunk her fingers into her curls that were let down in their natur
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