CHAPTER EIGHTY ONE

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Sasha walks into the house, a deep smile on her face as she heads over to the kitchen. She can't help but chuckle when she gets there, her eyes light up when she finds Sawyer there. She clears her throat and he faces her. Morning. He says and she gulps, watching the water that slides from his wet hair unto his chest go by. "Morning." Trust you slept good? She asks while opening a bottle of water. Fair enough. Sawyer replies as he tears a tea bag. Angel is not in yet? She and Elijah are still outdoors? She asks and her eyes glare with something mischievous. You saw them? He asks gazing at her. This is what she wants, for him it face her and find the curiosity in his eyes. "Yea, just outside the froyo cafe." All of your seem to be such good friends. Sawyer is quiet. "Honestly, when

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