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When the car stopped in front of Bryan's parents' house, Rebekah got out of the car, and Petra did the same.
— Are we going in? — Rebekah asks.
— Let’s go. — Petra replies as they walk toward the house. — Ah! Can I continue having my lessons here?
— Of course, make yourself at home. — Rebekah says to Petra, who just nodded. — Do you want to eat something?
— No, I’ll head up to my room. — Petra says. — See you at lunch.
— Alright. We have a library, it’s down here, and you can go there whenever you want. — Rebekah tells Petra, who smiles excitedly.
— I’ll never get used to you being nice and kind. — Petra says.
— Do you prefer it when we’re fighting? — Rebekah asks, smiling.
— Well, I actually like it when we fight, but I don’t like it when yo
