Ann had me there, she might be my friend but she didn’t know that much about me. No one did except maybe for my ex-fiancé Sylvia, who left me after finding out my secrets. I had no choice, I had to lie about my sister’s existence to keep her safe. The only way to protect her is to put her in my rest house here in Norway. This 500 square meter two-story house was bought by my parents when my father, a Civil Engineer, had a construction project here in Oslo, back in the 90’s. Both floors have two main doors, made from Betula pubescens wood with some strange carvings my mum personally designed being an artist that she is. There’s also an old rusty spiral stairs that connects directly to the second floor that is securely locked for its purpose. Several months ago, when I asked Ann to look…
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Intriguing- Roll on the next part by Enni!
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Hey , one of my fellow blogger will update part 5 he will update it by Sunday
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I have part 5 almost done.
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That’s great, we are all very curious what you did
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I’m sending it to my beta reader now. Do I just post it to my blog or send it to you first?
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Post it on your blog I’ll greblog it to mine after
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