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Chapter 119 ~ Hailey ~ I went to the living room where Trice was already awake, sitting on the couch and looking at the door as someone gently knocked. She whispered if I was expecting anyone, and I shook my head in response. No. I wasn't expecting anyone. Well, except maybe Nathaniel. I slowly went to the door to peep through the sides at the person knocking, but I couldn't see anything. One of the many disadvantages of having a door without a peephole in this cheap apartment building. My heart picked up speed for no reason I could name yet—just a low, instinctive warning that something was off. I took a deep breath and opened the door. My eyes almost popped out of my brain. "Hailey," Jackson said with a warm smile, holding a massive bouquet of roses. Beautiful, expensi

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