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CHAPTER 21
TARA "Screw you, Asshole. Once I'm done with that place, you won't recognize it anymore," I bragged, slamming the door of the truck shut, with pride spreading across my face. We have been battling over the decorations and what this grumpy plumber said back at my place. I didn't want him to get away with his statement, that's why I dragged it until now. And I can boldly say he'll swallow his words once I'm through with his home. "We shall see then," Theodore scoffed from the other end, pulling the box out from the trunk of his vehicle before approaching his house. I followed him from behind, patiently waiting for him to open up his house. When Theodore opened the door to his home, I was left surprised at the cold and lonely vibe the place emanated. There were two sofas and a couch, a
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