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Chapter 95

My necklace,

That was all I wanted because it meant a whole lot to me.

Bellamy stared at me, confused as hell. His eyebrows bumped together in a frown as he studied me. 

"I don't know what you're talking about." He shook his head and laid on the couch, grabbing the remote to watch something interesting. 

He tugged on my impatient string–my jaw clenched and immediately, I pushed him off the couch. 

"What was that for?" He rubbed his butt, wincing. 

"My necklace." I held out my hand and he reached for it, pulling me down to meet his body on the floor. 

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