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CHAPTER 47
Malvern's palms still held Wynter's possessively since they got down from the bus. Wynter kinda liked it, but she couldn't let Malvern know. "When are we gonna get there?" she muttered, her eyes scanning the unfamiliar streets. "Never knew you lived in a dilapidated neighborhood."
Malvern sighed, his eyes scanning the rows of identica