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Hannah's POV I am on my way to my book club. Of course, I drive past the house where I used to stay. It still hurts me to know that b***h is staying in my home. I still cannot believe that Dean can be so mean. I do not think for one second that Dean is living there. None of my original workers is working there anymore, so I cannot ask anybody. However, Dean's car stands in the driveway when I drive past. Did Dean spend the night there? I believe he only picked up the brat. I refuse to think that a man I love will stay with a woman in the house I have begged him to stay in with Oliver and me. I am the head of the book club. Yesterday, nobody showed up for our w****y golf game. They must have forgotten about our w****y golf game. I'm not going to break my head over it. Sometimes, the women