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Odette’s eyes were totally unable to produce more tears. As much as she’s been crying this week, she should be completely dehydrated, but no, she’s well enough to go out for a walk. Funny how she has any strength after what had happened to her, but who the hell cares? She wanted to fix this problem between Jonathan and her, so that was why she was walking on this particular street.
With her small, bruised fist, Odette knocked on Jonathan’s front door. She was shaking a little, wrapping her arms around herself, dressed in a small casual black dress with a jacket over it. Her sunglasses were holding her curls back from her eyes as she stood there waiting, hoping, for an answer.