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ANNABELLE'S POV
I rubbed my eyes to see if I was dreaming or if this man was really standing in front of me then I heard him chuckle. I literally haven't seen him since my father died and how could he have possibly got in here?
"What are you doing here?" I asked, still confused as to how he even got in here or how he knew my room number.
"That isn't a way to welcome your uncle now is it?"
"That really doesn't matter when you came unannounced and how the hell did you even get in here?"
"Simple, your door was opened and I just happened to see you walk in."
"What do you want?!" I held my towel around my body tight.
"That's very rude of you darling, your father wouldn't be happy."
