Part 5:
link Ding. “Shit, my phone!” Gwen exclaims as the elevator doors open on the first floor. She and Arthur were about to head trang chủ for the day, back to her house for a little bữa tối, bữa ăn tối and an evening in.
“Did bạn leave it?” Arthur asks, looking down at her.
“Yeah. bạn go on ahead, I’ll just go back up and get it and meet bạn at my house,” she tells him. “There’s a spare key in the back garden under a pot of petunias,” she adds quietly just before the doors slide closed again.
“Okay,”...
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