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Chapter 13
Delnard was torn between wanting to laugh out loud and banging his head on the wall while looking at the scene in front of him. It would probably make for an interesting sitcom! Sofia is seated on the couch, trying not to smile so much that she looked like she was about to burst at the seams. She kept her face as calm and collected but the edges of her mouth keeps twitching. Sofia was also trying her best not to stare at Isabelle. Isabelle on the other side of the couch facing Sofia was seated rigidly, her back as straight as a lance. She was nervous and had that look in her eyes that told Delnard she was bolting out the minute something happens that might jeopardize her hiding. She was also trying her best not to fidget as she kept shooting small smiles and glances at Sofia and Jonathon
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