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She flicked on a small lamp in the corner He sucked in a breath “Is that a Tiffany?”

She laughed “Of course not I didn’t spend that ht it helped There’s very little color in this rooht, sitting here, staring out over the dark bay, and flicking on this lalass across the walls? It would be alical”

For a few seconds, Matteo held his breath He could almost picture it in his head The trouble was that picture sees he just couldn’t associate with this house anymore

He kept his voice steady “Interesting I think you’ve done a good job in the house, so far”

Phoebe made the tiniest movement Did she flinch? Her face appeared a bit pinched He’d thought he’d just complimented her work, but maybe not

She swept past hi “Let’s move up to the second floor”

They moved back out to the staircase, and Phoebe practically ran up it—obviously trying to shake theon it earlier

The bedrooh standard, each with a few unique or quirky items just to personalize the roo white, with some yellow or pale blue accessories

Phoebe walked at speed,constantly Her as iushed and coe if she was going to offer to have his baby The realtor loved the house and had hinted that she predicted a sale would be quick

“This is obviously the master bedroom so it’s been dressed a little ain, since the view is a pivotal part of this room I’ve kept the color palette sedated”

She was tugging at a little bit of hair at the nape of her neck She’s nervous Of course she was The last ti