37. I'm Playing With Fire,

I have repaired my old house, which was damaged and neglected, to the way it was when I lived with Nicholo last year. The appearance is the same as the old appearance. Maybe Anthony would be surprised if he would come here.

I stopped in front of the door of the house, tears fell from my eyes as I slowly opened the door. As if seeing old memories of me, Mom, Dad, and my sister, we are chatting and laughing in the family room. My feet stepped further to stand in front of my bedroom door. Entering it I remember these old memories, memories where he and I made love for the first time.

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"I never thought that you would want to stay overnight and people say that husband and wife will be more intimate with a small bed. We are not a normal couple to use a bed like that. I regret not buying a new one." He chuckled and put his towel on my dressing table then jumped onto the bed and lay down right in the middle, look how he can be so ignorant.

"Hey, this is my room and you're boarding. Can