Chapter Twenty-eight

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ANDREW "Don't just stand there." I directed towards Devein, making her sigh loudly. We were in her room doing a complete cleanup. I'd been greatly horrified when I'd looked under her bed in search of Roxanne's lost ball only to meet a pile of garbage. Apparently, she'd just been hiding things about whenever I told her to clean, and there was no way I was going to trust her to do it by herself this time. "I don't know what to do," Devien sighed, slumping down on her bed with a frown. Her face plastered with guilt anytime I moved something and found another hidden pile of garbage. "You could start by sending that pile of clothes to the laundry basket," I said, turning from looking behind her drawer to gesture to the pile of clothes in the middle of the room. "Oh, please get the vacuum cl

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