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⚜️ Z A R A H P O V ⚜️We stopped in front of a small house; it wasn't that big or that small. It's perfect for the two of us. Excellent grass and trees filled the surrounding of the house. It was quiet and peaceful, just like I wanted. I watched Ahmed inject the key, opening the house door. It wasn't that bad, though—polished wood floors, a graceful banister that curved up toward a soaring second-floor gallery. Prints of gentlemen riding to hounds decorate the walls, which I love it. The house had beautiful high arched windows. Turning around, Ahmed asked, "what do you think?" "I love it!" I exclaimed in excitement. "The best part is that this one also has a balcony," he pointed out. I followed him towards it. As I stood there, I let the wind blow through my hair. I jumped because he w
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