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I rushed up the stairs, not bothering to apologise when I accidentally knocked over Ronald. "I'm so sorry." I heard my beautiful wife say, before running to catch up with me.
I can't believe only moments ago I was buried deep inside my perfect wife and now, I was praying to god that my father didn't stop speaking. That, the name Jolie, refused to leave his lips until I got there.
"Hardin wait..." Arabella called out, her voice echoing amongst the hollow hallways. My feet halted themselves, my body and mind never able to deliberately disobey one of her commands. Her feet moved quicker until she reached me. "Maybe we should wait for Dr Harriet?"
I clenched my jaw. "We can't wait, he's my father if he's going to speak to anyone he'll speak to me." I didn't wait f
