Chapter 22

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Ana June 29 Monday; 18:18 "How many more combinations are there?" I asked, lying on Sophia's bed. Jean and Sophia are sitting on the floor as they try to open some old diary from an old man who died long time ago. Much as I love prying into things, I wouldn't be interested in sticking my nose into dead people's things. Come on! How could they go on things owned by dead people? I wonder how Luis would react when he found out that his girlfriend and his best friend were trying to unlock his grandfather's diary. That would be hilarious. "How about you help us out? Like, go hide your face because you're so annoying," Jean teased, which earned Sophia a laugh. I'm starting to notice this on Sophia's side. She laughs rarely but genuinely. One of the rare reasons for her laughing is those tim

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