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Allen was in his new home, far from the troubles of the bubbling town he once stayed in, one that almost got him killed. In his room, he dashed Stephanie’s phone as well for fear of a tracking device or even worse a hidden recorder.

He walked downstairs to have breakfast, the night before was quite hectic even for him, his sister was already at the dining table waiting for the chef’s food “Your food is quite tasty, Mrs Hugoi” Stephanie said, her face lighting up.

“You like her food, don’t you?” Allen said from the top of the stairs, his night robe leaving his chest bare “I’ll have coffee” he said to the woman with an apron. “Okay sir, and thank you, Miss Stephanie,” the woman said, boiling some water for the coffee being asked for.

Allen wanted to enjoy a quiet life, far away from people he knew, even though he missed one person, the girl with ash brown hair and die-shaped eyes, Ellen. Although he hadn’t visited her in a while and currently destroyed his phone, he had a photographic m
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