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CHAPTER EIGHTEEN.
AYITA’s POV. A slight yawn left my mouth as I opened my eyes gently and pulled my body to a sitting position. Here I was in Lorenzo’s condo after leaving the old couple with a promise that would visit them again. They told me I was welcome in their house no matter what and I couldn’t help but be grateful to them. They were the only people who helped me here in Switzerland and I was going to make sure I repay their kindness in one way or another. Pushing those thoughts to the back of my head, I climbed out of bed, brushed my teeth and made my way out of the room and my forehead creased into a frown when the delicious scent of food filtered into my nose and my eyes opened wide. Who was in the house with me? My heart was already beating a hundred miles per hour as I walked down the stai
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