Look, if I don't let Ewan in, he's going to call the police."
"Answer it," he rasped with a harsh resolve. "But when he's gone, you're coming with me, Emma. Count on it."
"Go to hell," she snapped in a breathy whisper as the doorbell rang again.

Auteur: Monica Burns

Look, if I don't let Ewan in, he's going to call the police." <br />"Answer it," he rasped with a harsh resolve. "But when he's gone, you're coming with me, Emma. Count on it." <br />"Go to hell," she snapped in a breathy whisper as the doorbell rang again. - Monica Burns


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