Chapter 92 Chapter Ninety-Two

I feel my cheeks heat up. "Well can I help with breakfast?" I ask, not knowing what else to say.

Reece laughs. "You can set the table if you want."

I nod my head. "Okay, I will do that."

I grab a stack of plates and some silverware and make my way into the dining room. I will set a spot for Curti...

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