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I was not ready for such a wedding gift. How could he do this? Although, why am I surprised? Ilya had already come to my house, caught me near the car. What prevented him from coming to my house again, that's right, NOTHING. I'm glad we weren't home at that moment. Because a fight would have been inevitable. My sleep was restless, at first I couldn't fall asleep, then I had some strange dreams, and I woke up early in the morning. I lay in bed and thought about what would be the best thing to do? Maybe sell the apartment and buy something else? Or leave this city? - Why aren't you sleeping, darling? - Igor kissed my shoulder and stroked my stomach. - I'm glad I was able to sleep for at least a couple of hours. Did the guys call you? - No, and it bothers me. What could have gone wrong?
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