Chapter 92

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Sunday 6th of November, 2016 Valencia, Spain Richelle Smith "Thank you," I say and wrap my arms around Noah ' torso. "For what?" he asks a bit confused and pushes me softly away. "Making me dance," I say and smile, "it was amazing." Noah slime too and pulls me back into the hug. "Your dancing is phenomenal," he says, "you can't just let that go." "I'm not," I say, "when I'm back home I'm going to take dance classes again." "Good," Noah says. We're laying in bed in Giselle and my room. Giselle Giselle isn't here though. We were so tired from the at that we divided to go to bed right away, but we've been laying in bed for 30 minutes now and all we've done is talking. The next few days we'll be driver in the tour bus to Italy. I'm so curious to how Italy is! I close my eyes and liste

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