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George's POV I was contemplating what to do. It was a note and I could see writings on it. I frowned as I slowly opened it. The heading has got me reeling, I already knew that what happened six years ago was a plot, but this confirms everything. I sat on the couch in my office, going over everything. I've been looking for proof that she was Wendy, I guess this is it, but who could have left this here? I scanned the handwriting again and I couldn't remember seeing it anywhere. Hold on. I stood up walking to my table. I ransacked it, throwing most of the papers to the floor. I saw what I was looking for embedded in a file. I slowly opened it, praying it wasn't him. I matched the handwriting and it was the same thing. Why would Edward leave this here instead of telling me himself? I was
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