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It Better Kill Zoey and Carolyn. Zoey woke up hungry and realized that Russell was not by her side. Glancing outside for a moment, the silver moonlight spilled in, gentle and beautiful. She put on her pajamas and slipped on her slippers as she walked out of the bedroom. The living room was not lit up, and Russell sat in the wicker chair by the window, smoking a cigarette. Hearing footsteps, he turned around to look. Seeing Zoey approaching, he quickly extinguished the cigarette and pressed it into the ashtray. He reached out his hand towards Zoey and said, "Would you like to sleep a little longer?" Zoey placed her hand on his palm, allowing him to carry her and sit her on his lap. She wrapped her hands around the man's neck and said, "You rarely smoke, what's wrong? Do you have so