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Maria, the woman that Dylan talked about, when we were in the movie room.
"Yes ma'am, are you Maria?" A half smile marked my face. "Yes, dear. I noticed that you were sleeping, so I brought Ethan's blanke... But continue sleeping, I won't disturb you anymore." She planted a kiss on my head and left with a smiling.
I laid on my side (she turned her to the left side)I felt someone's presence. The person didn't sat on the carpet.
"Morgan..." It had to be Ethan or Dylan. He softly spoke not trying to wake me up. I turned to him.
"Yes?" I asked. I sit up and look at him. He stands up and sits next to me. "I'm sorry, for saying that. I mean I was just trying to make a joke. Without trying to hurt you." He apologized.
"You really pissed me off, but it's fine."
"I'm really sorry." He said as he pulled me into his chest and pulled the blanket off me, "And this is mine." He chuckled.
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