#18
Evander POV
She washed out the glass jars and silverware, setting it to dry. As I sat at the table finishing my water. "I want to show you something," she moved from the counter. I stood, following her as she went back upstairs. She instinctively curled her hand around mine as she tugged me along. ...
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