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"Common George say it, say it" the voice in my head chanted. "Did you say something?" George asked. "No...no, it's just..I .." I stuttered.
"It's okay, I understand," George said laughing. A few minutes later, Isabelle returned, a smile on his face. "I see you two are getting to know each other," she said with a smile. "Yeah,
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