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"We'll go to the prison today. They detain the intruder. If you want to come with me while I interrogate her,

"Of course, I'm coming," Yvette said as she looked at Clyde, who was now fixing the cuffs of his shirt.

Yvette took the bathrobe and went to the bathroom to take a bath immediately. Her first night with Clyde was somehow okay because she felt safe knowing someone was with her after the attack, but she couldn't sleep right because she dreamed of being killed by Irish.

But she feels a little bit lighter because of the conversation she had with Clyde. It’s like a confrontation—she can’t face what’s bugging her for so long—and a revelation—she needs to have a broader perspective on what’s right for the both of them.

Clyde was waiting for her to finish while she was changing in the bathroom, looking at herself in the mirror as she dressed in a dress coat and let her long hair cascade at the back prettily.

Her eyes looked so fierce with that on-point makeup on them.

She sprayed perf