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8. Brooke: He didn't wait for me
"Yeah," I agreed with her, averting my gaze and looking around the room which was fairly big and even better than Drake's room back at the pack house. The room had side tables on each side of the bed facing the large window which had on a brown curtain. I could see the sunlight softly creeping in. The room was a mixture of brown and white The walls where a creamy white while the floor was wooden with a brown carpet that had streaks of white. A white couch where my mate gracefully sat, lay on one side of the wall which was left of the bed and next to it was the door that I'm guessing is the exit. "Aren't you going?" My eyes snapped to my mate whose gaze was still fixed on the the phone, "I don't have all day," A frown married my lips as I looked at him wondering who he was talk
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