TEN. THE COLD PROFESSOR

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Cammila propped her chin up in front of her bedroom window boredly. She had been sitting there for hours, playing with her wedding ring. The weekend was a boring day. Especially after she married Shane. There were no fun things she could do. She had finished doing all her homework on Friday. She had also cleaned the house. And a house that big never really had a very dirty room. She only needed to clean the kitchen after cooking, sweep dry leaves in the yard, mop every three days, mop the bathroom floor, and there was nothing else she could do after she finished all that work. Her eyes accidentally caught Shane's figure in the backyard. Shane was walking towards the swimming pool in a bathrobe. It was indeed a suitable time for swimming. Clear skies, warm air, and the weekend. “Perfect.”

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