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...he couldn't have.
He didn't. I refuse to believe it.
It must've been her. This Diane Emerson girl. She must've stolen his bank card or something. Been using it to drain his funds. I should find out where this house comes from and cancel his account...
But with the other evidence, and what's been happening in my bedroom those two nights...
...No. Not him. He's been gone. But... he's not the only one anymore, is he?
God, what the hell am I supposed to DO about this?
He didn't. I refuse to believe it.
It must've been her. This Diane Emerson girl. She must've stolen his bank card or something. Been using it to drain his funds. I should find out where this house comes from and cancel his account...
But with the other evidence, and what's been happening in my bedroom those two nights...
...No. Not him. He's been gone. But... he's not the only one anymore, is he?
God, what the hell am I supposed to DO about this?
