Part 34:
link “Arthur, I’m not so sure this is a good idea anymore,” Gwen says as he pulls her car into the driveway of a large stone estate, parking the small car in a corner under a tree, hidden from view.
“You’re not chickening out on me now, are you?” he asks, eyebrows raised.
She opens the car door and stubbornly stomps out while he reaches into the back 座位 to retrieve a bag that he’s brought. A bag of which he wouldn’t let her see the contents.
“Come on,” he takes her hand...
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