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Leon. “Mia can’t just steal the rings when she was at the dungeon.” I tried to make a point. Just some minutes ago, Rachel had agreed that Mia could have done it if she was in the dungeon and now, it was as if something had snapped in her and she doesn’t want to hear anything other than Mia did it. Rachel scoffed loudly, while the make up artist tried her best to redo her smudged make up. “I don’t even get why you are trying so hard to defend her. I thought you hate her.” If it were up to me, then she would have just cleared everything from her face and look simple but then, I remembered how much she wished to make a statement at her own wedding, so I can’t just let it go down the drain for her. The whiskey that I had drank earlier was beginning to kick in. Even though Rachel is tryi

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