CHAPTER 82

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  Isabella POV   As soon as I got upstairs, I started giggling at my trick to get Thelma and Andrew to be together.   I'd stylishly left them all alone in the kitchen, lying to Thelma that I wanted to use the restroom.   I need to even go to the restroom and pretend that I have a stomach upset, if not and Thelma finds me here, she is definitely going to kill me.   As I stood up to go to the restroom, I heard loud stumps of feet ascending the stairs.   I knew for a fact that it was Thelma and she was on her way to the room to come fight me.   I hurriedly rushed into the restroom before she came into the room and caught me.   I looked at myself in the toilet before she entered and I heard her calling out my name very loudly.   Isabella, Isabella.   Come out now, wherever you are, sh

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