The watchful unknown

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Giggling like they were little kids who'd just been handed ice cream cones on a sweltering summer afternoon, Emilia, Sophie, and Claire went indoors. It was just what the doctor ordered after such a gloomy morning, which still considerably ached her head because of her hangover-but best friends, here with all their baggage and contagious energy. Claire looked around the apartment at every minor feature. "This place is… cosy," Claire breathed, her eyes wide with wonder as she took in the decorations and colours all set up cosily. "But I gotta say, it's got nothing on Leonard's Manhattan palace. Now that was a house. I mean, who needs so much space? He could host a small army in there." Sophie rolled her eyes and elbowed Emilia. "Claire and her obsession with decoration. You know she's alr

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