Episode Eight

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The first reporter entered the living room with a smile on her face accompanied with a cameraman and a few crew members. My house was about to be a showroom. “Good morning, ma'am.” One of them said, smiling widely while taking large glances around. “Please set up your equipment.” I answered, motioning to the loveseat so that a few people could feel comfortable. The smell of pine masked with cinnamon wafted into my nostrils, sending a calming sensation down my spine. Colton was here, so I could do whatever I wanted without the influence of anyone on this. I smiled immediately I turned and watched his eyes crinkling with mirth, “Hey, babe. The reporters are here to get the scoop.” He mentioned before leading me softly to the sofa. I plopped graciously on it, leaning slightly into hi

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