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Thirty-four: A Group of Snakes
Angel Leffman All I'm asking is for peace of mind to control myself and not forget who he is. "Good afternoon, Angel." Katy, their maid, greets me when she opens the gate. "How are you? Where's Mr. Leffman?" I greeted her in return. "On the patio. Should I tell him you're here?" "No, there is no need. I'll go there." "Do you want something to drink?" she offered with a smile. "A coffee is fine. Thank you." I politely replied to the older woman. "Angel!" A small voice called, and I saw my little princess, who looked like a fairy. I opened my arms, and she jumped into my arms. "My mannequin, you look so beautiful." She giggled and kissed my cheek. "Thank you." "It looks so beautiful on you." I complimented her while looking at her red and green dress. She then pouted. "You haven'
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