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Chapter 63 : Prove a Point
The morning came with the melody of birds and the happy rays of sunshine through the window. Laurel was an early riser, so waking up to the rising sun was a daily routine anyway. She had changed into an inconsistent routine in Crimson Pack these days, where her morning could start at 5 a.m. sometimes and other days it would be at 8 a.m. Today, Laurel didn't dally on the bed and got ready for the day quickly. She spent a lot of time in the walk-in closet with a towel rolled around her body. With wet hair loose on her bag and a large towel covering her body, she moved around the closet, touching each piece of clothing. She couldn't decide what to wear. Scarlett was a pro at such things. If she were here, Laurel wouldn't have to worry about looking like a doll dressed by a three-year-
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