EMMA
“It’s here, miss!” Maeve rushed through my door carrying a large, rectangular box. She set it on the bed and grinned, waiting. “Aren’t you going to open it?” Her gaze flicked up to mine.
EMMA
“It’s here, miss!” Maeve rushed through my door carrying a large, rectangular box. She set it on the bed and grinned, waiting. “Aren’t you going to open it?” Her gaze flicked up to mine.
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