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CHAPTER 21: PLEASEEEE

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CHAPTER 21: PLEASEEEE

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ARIANA
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*Knock! knock!*

I groaned, rolling over to my side before blocking every sound out by covering my ears with my pillow.

*Knock! Knock!*

Ugh!! Who is that?!

The sound of the door was suddenly heard opening and then came a female voice. "Bonjour, Monsieur Black. Nous sommes désolés de vous déranger, mais voici le petit déjeuner que vous aviez commandé."

[Translation: Good morning Mr. Black. We're sorry to bother you but here is the breakfast you had ordered.]

And then a familiar voice...

"Merci"

"De rien et j'espère que vous apprécierez votre petit déjeuner. Au revoir!" The feminine voice spoke and then door was shut right after.

[Traslation: Jaxon: Thank you.
Female voice: You're welcome and I hope you enjoy your breakfast. Goodbye!]

I frowned, removing the pillow from my face before sitting up. I was still in my bed, which I remembered plopping onto last night, but Jaxon wasn't in his.

I frowned even more as my eyes began looking around the room for him. Where is he?

My eyes immediately widened as a thought came to mind. 'What if he's laying next to me?!'

Oh no! Not again!

I immediately looked down as my eyes began searching to see if he was really laying on my bed when I was suddenly interrupted by someone like a second later.

"What are you looking for?" No other than Jaxon asked as he came from the door with a toast in his mouth.

I stared at him for a second just to make sure that was actually him and sigh in relief that he wasn't laying next to me.

"Oh nothing" I wave it off whilst rolling out of bed. I yawned immediately after standing onto my feet then went on to stretch and that when my eyes caught something.

My eyes somehow went to the balcony and I marveled at what I was seeing! "Holy mother of God!" I whispered, my eyes still stucked to the balcony as I began to make my way over to it.

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