CHAPTER 11

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TARA I don't believe this crap! Theodore is really spying on me! "You f*****g bastard. Oh, I want to hit him!" I groaned, keeping my gaze on him from the toaster. He still hid in the corner, watching me with a basket in his hold. I just stood there, pretending to check out the appliances in my front. But the temptation! Oh God! I feel like heading over there and smacking him right in the head! "But I need to be sure of this before doing something I'll regret later," I planned, drawing away from the shelf and into the path I was taking before spotting the plumber. As I walked further, taking a left turn, from the corner of my eyes, I saw Theodore coming! His head first poked in, checking on me. It was indeed a clarification that I was being watched by that creep. "He's really follo

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