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... ere, standing at the opening.

Oh my god. Did she have to write more statements? Would she be falsely accused of stealing from the warehouse?

‘Wait, no, it’s not false at all. I actually ate the food here. I’m a thief.’

Louise’s tongue was numb as the caretaker approached them.

“Have you tried it? What do you think?”

Then, shockingly, she asked for feedback.

“It’s great. Would you like me to help you carry it tomorrow afternoon?”

Ian answered her smoothly ...

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