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Chapter 33

“Priscilla?” I repeat confused.

Better let's apply the old reliable: act crazy.

I remember putting on makeup that night, I even combed my hair differently, now I didn't have a drop of cosmetics on my complexion and my tangled hair would work in my favor.

Come on, Rose, show the protagonists of the soap operas you've seen what you've learned, bring out your best performance.

He's going to say something, I won't let him.

“Sorry, but I don't know you, I'm sure you got the wrong house. And no Priscila lives around here, have a good afternoon.” I want to close the door in her face, she objects by putting her hand out.

“Excuse me, I'm Kevin Lowell” he holds out his hand to me, I look at him suspiciously however I accept it, “I probably confused you, I'm looking for Roselin. You are…?"

“Her daughter,” I confess and her hand loosens its grip, her face is another problem, I let go of her hand and scratch my uncomfortable neck, “she's not here, but if she wants, leave her the message.”

"His dau
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