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... "Owen wants to visit?" Aurora asked in disbelief as a few thoughts crossed her mind, amongst which she actually wondered if Owen ever considered that he might bump into her if he visited.

The last time she checked, Owen had looked so small in her presence to the extent of trying to avoid her.

So, she reflected on their last encounter, pondering if his guts had been restored.

"Mmm," Xander hummed with his gaze ahead. "He wanted to come over and thank me personally for cut ...

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