Hey guys, there was a mistake. I accidentally uploaded last chapter in here. Sorry for the confusion. This is the right chapter:)
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As soon as I enter the house, I feel all eyes on me even though they try to look the other way and pretend they weren't looking and openly gossiping about me and Oliver talking like normal people for the first time since he came back.
Clara takes possession of my hand and pulls me towards the kitchen very excited to give me a taste of some cookie mix or something she and her mother are preparing. It's delicious and I tell her that, but it wasn't delicious enough to move me away from the game with my son to eat this nonsense. I don't even like desserts that much, I don't understand why she was so excited for me to try this.
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