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"I never once told you I broke the engagement," his words were harsh and spoken in a cold voice but his hand that was running up and down my back was burning my skin, "You knew I hadn't and you still went along with it."
There was...
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The police asked a lot of questions. They needed to know everything about Oliva, from her weight to her shoe size.
I found them rather silly questions, they weren't going to weigh every little girl that saw with blonde curly hair-- or look at the size of their feet for that matter.
After an hour or so we'd finally out together a missing poster. I'd always see them hanging inside shops, never thought that we'd be making one.
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These posters were stuck everywhere, it didn't matter if the paparazzi got hold of them, all that mattered is that Olivia came back home safely.
Sebastian and I had called Savannah multiple times, informing her of Olivia's disappearance but each time it would just go to voicemail.
She had left early this morning without a single message of where she was going. Same with Audrianna, she'd told us her photoshoot finished at eleven a.m.
