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Fifty Four
Camila’s POV "So is this place is all right, I suppose?" Dean asked me as he noted everything the real estate agent had told us. He had been the one to come with me because Zion was busy. This place was really nice, if I was telling the truth. Not only do I like the place, but it was close to the house and to Zion’s school. I could easily get from here to there any time, unlike the first place Zion and I checked out. As I looked around the place, and out the window at the view, then I nodded. “I don’t think I can see a reason why not." I whispered to him, staring around me in awe. I still couldn't believe Zion was helping me buy a place of my own for the catering business. I won't have to care about the rent or any of that sort of thing anymore. I had at first, refused because I tho
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