Sunflower Tea
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Delilah James was a beautiful girl. She was born with platinum blonde hair and had pale skin with large emerald eyes and freckles dotting across her face. She wore glasses and dressed in cottage core style clothing. She had just moved to California and was a relatively new writer. She had already written two novels that were part of a series she had been working on ever since she finished college. She was twenty three and ready to start her new life. She had landed herself a part time job as a waitress and was exited to start her work. She had a boyfriend that was still in college but what if someone slipped in and took his place while he was gone?
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