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When I get to the pack, Rachael, Mirabelle and Adrian are sitting outside. Adrian is on his laptop and the girls each have a book in their hand. Mirabelle looks miserable today, her hair is in a wild mess like she didn't bother to comb it.
Racheal on the other hand looks like Mirabelle does on most days, flawless. She looks happy, truly happy not like she's been falsifying her joy these past few days. Everything that transpired from the mindless boyfriend to Camilla's suicide attempt, it was a little too much for her. Racheal is emotionally weak but she conceals it competently. On the outside, she's this playgirl that doesn't give a s**t but the truth is, she allots way too many shits.
“Hey kids, daddy Tiago is home.” I say, stretching out my arms as they turn to look at me. None
