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My place
Arden's POV We came to a stop in front of my apartment door. Lana was in front of me and she opened it. We are met with a smile that is of sympathy from Miranda as she holds Charl in her arms. He looks at Lana with his blue eyes. He placed a finger in his mouth as I stepped forward. I was holding Lana's bags. "Hey," Miranda said, stepping closer to Lana. She pulled Lana closer and gave her a hug as she looked at me over Lana's shoulder. There was sadness and I didn't want to be treated with sympathy, but I cannot avoid it. As they pull away, Charl decided to grab Lana's hair and pull it. Lana gently took his little arm, and moved it from her hair. "Charl, don't do that," Miranda said. "How are you?" Lana took in a deep breath as I still held onto the bags. "Can I just go to the bedr
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