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Valerie's POV "What do you want, and what are you doing here? Are you following me around town now?" I ask. "No, I was at Dean's earlier, and your little bastard was there. So I went to your house and followed you here. I didn't want to disturb you while you were visiting your mother. I waited for you here and saw you come running from the grave. Did you see a ghost or something? Anyway, it has nothing to do with me. I am here to tell you that you must not try to influence Dean against Oliver. Also, keep your little brat at home. You are just disturbing my time with Dean. We like to be alone on weekends, and I do not want to babysit your brat. Also, I want to return the clothes to you that you bought. I do not need your charity. Dean looks well after me," Hannah says. "Really? Nice tr