Pack dinner

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ANNABELLE'S POV The sound of my alarm going off startles me, it rings for a few seconds, then goes quiet and the circle continues. I can't lie, it's irritating the hell out of me and my splitting headache isn't helping at all. My alarm sounds like someone secretly sneaked into my room and added extra volume, and I can not think of anyone who would have don-Lucas, but he wouldn't have, would he? No, that's not possible, he wouldn't do it at all. I try to convince myself. I squint my eyes as I try to get up, but the splitting headache that I am having stopped me. I grimace and hold the side of my head as I close my eyes in confusion. What's going on? Why is my head hurting this badly? The question lingers in my head for a couple of seconds, but the only thing that comes to my head is wh

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