AN : Hello! It's Cinnabunnbunn here!

Here is the third chapter of this series.

Enjoy!

"Sakura. Sakura- chan."

Large green eyes blinked up at the from their bleary state in the bright light, to look up at the bigger figure hunched in front of her.

Golden hair draping around her to form a curtain between Sakura and the rest of the world, almost gaining an ethereal glow to them. Another set of identical emerald eyes stare back at her, so full of love and affection that she has been denied of for years. So gentle, so warm.

"Mama?" Sakura asked in her high pitched voice, recognizing it as her voice from her childhood. The lips of the woman in front of her curved to give her a beaming smile, her eyes creasing with delight.

But suddenly, before anything else could be said, the area around them got engulfed into a bright golden light. As the rays of light also swallowed up the figure in front of her, her mother went out of her sight with the echo of a few parting words.

"Stay strong, my love."

Sakura groaned in dismay as the unpleasant sound of her morning alarm abruptly woke her up her from her sleep, the annoying shrieking grating on her sensitive ears until she slapped a hand to silence it.

She cursed her life the first thing after waking up. If it wasn't her university fucking her up in the morning, it was her job.

She breathed in as she snuggled inside her blanket, relishing in the few last moments of warmth of her comforter before she'll have to face the chilly morning air cutting her skin. She is NOT looking forward to getting out of her bed.

Sighing heavily one last time, Sakura sluggishly dragged herself out of the comfort of her bed, shivering slightly as the difference in temperature hit her. She yawned once and looked out her window to find the sky was still very much dark, and scowled at the thought of having to go to work at such an ungodly hour. It should be a crime to make people work before sunrise.

Shaking her head to dispel her irritated thoughts, she tip toed her way to her bathroom, quickly grabbing her underwear and towel from her closet and rushing through her shower as much as possible.

Finishing her shower in record time of five minutes, she quickly dried off and threw on a warm lavender hoodie and black tshirt beneath it and put a pair of dark pants and jacket on top. She will probably discard the jacket as the day gets warmer, but right now, she needs it. Grabbing the jar of soaked oats, she added some berries and walnuts and sat on her small couch and scrolled through her phone.

Apparently one of her classmates got engaged and another's boyfriend cheated on her. That what she got from her class gossip page.

After another five minutes of leisurely munching on her breakfast and scrolling through various cat videos, Sakura saw that it was five- thirty AM, which means she should probably should get going if she wants to make it on time for her opening shift. Quickly grabbing her bag, keys and apron, she stuffed her feet into a pair of white tennis shoes and popped on the cap of her hoodie as she ran to the bakery.

Barely twenty minutes of walking later, she was already at the door of her workplace and went around the front gate to the staff entrance. The door soundlessly opened, and she wasn't surprised to see the lights already on.

Neji was unloading the fresh shipment of coffee beans onto the pantry shelves when he heard the staff door opening. Sakura entered the room, slightly shivering from the chilly winds, as she dropped her bag onto the small couch on one side in the small room and finally seemed to acknowledged his presence.

"Good morning, Neji." Sakura chirped in a light voice, trying to say as quietly as possible, even the slightest sound bouncing off the walls loudly in an uncomfortable echo in the silence of early dawn.

Neji returned her greeting with a nod, "Good morning. The flour and coco powder just got restocked." He informed as he nodded towards the large bags of flour and coco powder, stacked heavily beside the pantry rack.

"Well, that's a surprise. It actually got here on time this time around." Sakura mused to herself as she shrugged off her jacket and tied her black apron around her waist. Shuffling her way to the pastry shelf, she took out the trays and set them in the sink to be washed and took out some clean trays.

"Hey, Neji." Sakura called out to him as she measured the flour and baking powder for blueberry muffins. "Do you have any plans for weekend?"

Neji paused in his process of grinding the coffee beans as he considered her question, "Not really."

"Would you like to go to the movies?"

Neji almost slipped in his steps as he heard her question. A blush visible enough on his face, he turned to the pinkette and voiced his surprise as evenly as he could, "W-What?" and promptly cursed his cracking voice.

"Oh, just, Naruto and all are going to the movies on weekend. I thought you would like to… join." Sakura trailed off as she thought over how stupid she probably sounded, babbling about plans that he might not even want to have to do anything with. This is what she meant when she said that she was stupid.

Just as she was about to tell him to nevermind and just forget about it, she heard him clear his throat and quietly mumble something to himself.

"I'll go."

"Huh?" Sakura asked in surprise.

Neji coughed and turned away from the pinkette to hide his pink ears, his hands suddenly a bit clammy as he weighed the coffee beans. "I said I'll go. I'll tell that to Hinata."

Sakura stared at him for a second more before she beamed, her eyes creasing in delight that, if Neji was more vocal and open to admitting what he felt, he would've said made her face light up cutely.

But he didn't name things appearance as cute, so he will just keep that observation to himself.

Sakura just chuckled shortly and went back to mixing her dry ingredients.

"Good."

The hour went by fast and once again, it was already time to open the café. The day was going in a haze as Sakura made the cookies and pastries and cakes and took turns in working behind the counter when the goods baked in the oven. Time was slow and too fast all at once.

Excited children dragged their parents to the cookie shelf and there was an artist sitting at one of the tables with a cup of coffee and a sketchbook. Sakura saw group of teenagers chatting and laughing at a table of six and sighed wistfully at a teenage couple on a date.

Hours went by as the sun rose higher in the sky, and Sakura looked up to check the clock and decided that it was time to clock out about now. She called out Neji to inform him of her departure and slung her bag over her shoulders. Just as she was about to be on her way, her phone rang up.

'Ino?'

"What's it, pig?"

"Forehead! Are you on your way yet?!"

"What for?" Sakura wracked her brain for any reason she might be on her way.

"You are supposed to accompany me for shopping! Did you seriously forget?"

'Ah shit.' She actually forgot about that, no wonder Ino was fussing up a storm. When she befriended Ino, it didn't take her long to find out that dare she ever forget about any plans they made, Sakura will have to face hell.

Sakura gave a defeated sigh as she mentally bemoaned about having to wait hours to be reunited with her bed again. "I'm on my way. I'll be at your home in a bit."

Ino huffed on the other side of the line, "Hmph, fine. Get here quick."

Sakura sighed and she rerouted her path and walked in opposite direction to her home. It wouldn't take her more than fifteen minutes to reach the blonde's house so she wasn't too worried. Sakura checked her wallet and bank balance and deuced that she had enough to spend on a few garments.

'I need to repair my guitar string.' She absentmindedly thought as she checked both sides of the road before crossing.

After a total of seventeen minutes, she was ringing the doorbell of Yamanaka household. She heard hurried footsteps before the door was yanked back and revealed the blond head of the young Yamanaka, dressed in black shirt and a cute plaid skirt with stockings and the cute white boots that she really liked.

"Finally!" Ino huffed as she called her mom to inform her of their departure and the pair set on their way to the mall.

"What do actually want to get?" Sakura inquired as they entered through the glass doors of the mall onto the ground floor. The place was already buzzing with people even though it was midday. "Do you actually even need anything or did you just drag with you for the heck of it?"

Ino rolled her blue eyes as she dragged the pinkette to the upper floor. "Did YOU forget that Sasuke's birthday is next week? And that means a party, and THAT means new clothes."

"You already have enough clothes."

"Yeah, I know. But recently I gained a little weight so the dress I wanted to wear doesn't exactly fit me." Ino pouted at the thought of the pretty dress not fitting her. "So I need a new dress." And she added the last part under her breath, "And also loose the weight. I look hideous."

Sakura's ears picked up on the last part and her eyes snapped to the sulking blonde, some of her previous chirrup absent.

Well, that just won't do.

"Hey, hey." Sakura stopped the blonde, turning Ino around to look at her face, "You don't say shit like that. You look perfect."

When Ino still didn't reply, instead choosing to pay attention to the small plants hanging by a nearby store. And her silence made Sakura draw a conclusion, "It's him, isn't it? It's Genma." Her suspicions came true when Ino's face cringed minutely at the name. "Do you still seriously let him get to you?"

"I don't." Ino argued, "I just know I don't look good."

"Ino!" Sakura snapped, grabbing her shoulders and looking her in the eyes, "What the hell are you talking about?" When her friend's blue eyes still remained downcast, she continued on.

"You are Ino Yamanaka, the most beautiful girl I know. Are you really going to let that guy break your confidence like that. First of all, why are you even still talking to him?! He looks like he has been chainsmoking since he was toddler, his personality is of burnt bread and his apartment, don't even get me started on that. A knockout like you has no business moping around because of a guy like him."

Sakura was relieved to see that some of the ire on Ino's face lightened as she contemplated the question, WHY was she even talking to him?

"You know why he said that to you, because he hates seeing you happy without him. He hates that you are still healthy and confident when he is miserable with whoever he is dating now."

Ino looked at her for a second more before she huffed contentedly, and flipped her long ponytail and dramatically posed with her hands on her hips and nosed turned high, "You know what, you're right. Fuck him. He's a pathetic piece of shit anyway."

A smile reached Sakura's lips as Ino started talking animatedly as if nothing happened. 'That's more like it.' "But you know what will be even better. You not giving a damn about what he has to say."

…

"Does this look good?"

Sakura paused in her browsing of the dress aisle and looked at the glittery dress Ino was holding. It was black and very shiny. "It's nice but you have like ten dresses that look exactly like this."

Ino looked at the dress in contemplation before agreeing with her statement and tossing it away and sighing loudly. "I can't find anything!"

Sakura rolled her eyes as she continued looking through the dresses hanging on the racks. Shiny sequins, soft silk and smooth satin, but nothing that even remotely caught her eye. Every dress looked just as uninteresting as the last one. Fitted, glittery and boring.

Sakura was thinking of just giving up and getting out when she heard a loud gasp from her companion, before the blonde broke out into a squeal.

"Oh my God, this is perfect!"

It was a dark plum colored silk dress, fitted and smooth. A crisscross design on the back and a large bow on the small of the back. The dress should end at about lower thigh and the spaghetti straps connected to a sweetheart neckline.

"It's so pretty! Right, forehead?!" Ino asked excitedly, bouncing on her feet with a wide smile painting her face.

"That'… actually nice." Sakura agreed as she nodded appreciatively at the dress. It was tasteful in a less flashy and more chic way.

"Well, have you found anything." Ino reminded Sakura of her previous problem, clutching onto her new treasure, making Sakura sigh in defeat and shake her head.

"I think we should check a different store." Sakura mumbled as she watched Ino fawn and coo over the dress. She grabbed the blonde's shoulder to drag her to the payment counter, when her eyes caught a flash of red.

She snapped her head toward that rack and roved her eyes over all the dresses until she found what made her look, and the article of clothing made her pause in her way.

It was dark red, and looked very soft. The bodice was a 'gift from God' of red satin covered with darker chiffon and decorated with subtle stonework, sweetheart neckline and sinching at waist, then flaring out in a fluffy mass of dark red tulle over the layer of satin and translucent short princess sleeves of same chiffon that hung off the shoulder.

"You know Ino," Sakura called out as she quickly snatched the dress, stupidly paranoid that someone else might pick up the dress in the short five seconds, "We wouldn't need to go to any other store."

The pair paid for their dresses and Ino seemed to have taken on the new hobby of fawning over Sakura's dress. "You would look so perfect in that!" Sakura has heard that statement for atleast a hundred times since she picked it up. "You should pair it with those sexy black heels that you have, and oh that silver pendant, the one in the shape of a flower, ah it will be PERFECT!"

"Alright, alright." The pinkette dragged the gushing blonde to the nearby food court. There wasn't any specialty dish for the day, so they ended up just ordering hotdogs and fries to go and cups of milkshake.

"Do you think is the best to gift Sasuke?" Ino asked as she took a sip of her strawberry milkshake and swiped on her phone to search for a gift to get the Uchiha. Sakura thought over it for a minute, munching on the fries, looking around to the stores lining the edges of all the floors from their position of leaning against the glass railings.

"How about a watch, or a cologne?"

Ino rolled her eyes and gave an annoyed glance towards the pinkette, "He has like a thousand of those already."

Sakura shrugged in response and took out another fry from the bag, beginning to make her way toward the escalator. "How about a t-shirt or a sweater."

"His wardrobe looks like a funeral service. It's as if he's allergic to colors."

"Shoes?"

"Have you seen his shoes? They look like they're worth more than my house."

"A merch. He's really into marvel."

"Those things are expensive."

"… ties? Belts?"

"Again, he has a bajillion of those."

"Styling products? He has very fancy hair."

Ino paused as she considered that option and nodded, "Styling products it is. Maybe some hair gel and mousse would be nice. Oh, and maybe I'll add shampoo and conditioner too. A whole package!"

Sakura hummed as she scanned the floor for any store that might catch her eye. A jewel store faintly made her pause.

And that momentary lapse in attention sent her belongings sprawling on the floor along with herself.

"Watch it you jerk!" she heard Ino yell at someone as Sakura tried to get herself back on her feet with minimal damage. Her knee had taken the most impact and right hip and right elbow were a close second. She opened her eyes to see hermilkshake and fries, all over the floor.

'Aww, what the fuck!'

But before any of them could say anything else, the offender yelled back at them, "You watch where you're going skanks!"

'Oh he did not!' "You wanna say that again?" Sakura shouted at them, her previous state forgotten and on her feet in an instant. "You were the one who pushed us!"

The perpetrator wasn't alone, apparently. The guy who has been yelling was another blond, and Sakura had to do a double take cause she thought that she was seeing two Inos. The guy who pushed them was an almost exact copy of Ino, but taller and more masculine. His darker blue eyes glared at the pair of women as he dusted off his jacket and turned to his companion.

The man he was with was a, dare she say it, handsome redhead with lazy caramel eyes, a little shorter than his friend. The redhead gave them a once over and turned away, uninterested. The blond one, however, was far from done.

"And what're you gonna do about it, pinky?"

'PINKY!?' He did not just call her that. Sakura was practically seething at this point. She curled her fists, ready to strike him if he did not stop or apologize. But before she could make a reply or start throwing hands, the lazy drawl from his partner broke their glaring contest.

"Let it go, Deidara. It's not worth it."

The blonde snapped his attention away from the pinkette, and nodded after a while. But as he turned away from the pair, Sakura couldn't resist throwing one last insult before they parted ways.

"Yeah. Listen to your friend and run with your tail between your legs, Miss Barbie."

That remark certainly did some heavy damage to the male- Ino's ego. His face turned red and eyes fired up in anger, lips curling up in a scowl, he clenched his fists and snarled, "What did you just say?"

"Oh, you have hearing damage as well, huh."

"Who do you think you are to be talking to me like that?" He yelled in anger, stepping towards Sakura as Ino half shielded herself behind her. Sakura can take confrontation much better than Ino ever could.

"Do you even know who I am?! I am Deidara of Akatsuki!"

"And whatever does that have to do with you acting like a little bitch."

"You bitch!" Sakura steeled herself as Deidara raised his fist, as if going in for a strike. She could either raise her arms to block or stumble back to avoid his attack, and risk falling on Ino, or take his punch and bruise her face.

She watched him raise his fist higher, and closed her eyes in anticipation, only for the collar of his jacket to get snatched by his partner.

"Hey, Danna, let me go! I'm gonna show that bitch!" Deidara struggled in the redhead's hold, wanting to reach the pair of ladies even as he was being dragged away.

"Stop. You're being a disgrace." The redhead drawled lazily as he threw a backward glance at the couple, "Sorry about him."

Sakura watched as the men disappeared around a corner. She took deep breaths and closed her eyes. She felt so brave when she squared up against the boys, feeling her bones made of steel and fire in her fists, even when she was aware that they could probably knock her out in just a punch. But now, her legs felt jelly as the bravado she put on faded away.

"Ino, are you okay?" She still asked her friend, looking at her face, and to find her features frozen in shock.

"Ino?" Sakura shook her shoulders, eyebrows scrunching in concern, "What happened? Are you okay?"

Ino still didn't reply, her eyes now growing a little hazy from not blinking. Her mouth opened, and then closed, and then opened again. Sakura started growing impatient, and very worried. "Ino!" She snapped the blond out of her reverie with a jerk and shout.

Ino blinked rapidly, her eyes getting watery and looked at the pinkette with wide eyes and asked in a trembling voice, "H-he said… A-akatsuki."

Sakura grew more confused. What was up with that. "Yeah, I'm aware. So what?"

Ino's voice grew more frantic, "Do you even know who Akatsuki are?!"

"No?"

Ino didn't reply to that, looking like she was in her head again. "Ino. Who are they?"

Ino thought about telling her that Akatsuki were people they would not like to mess with.

Ino had heard her father talk about the pesky Akatsukis for quite a while now. They were a new rising gang, making everyone else's life a living hell. Her father is the interrogation specialist in Konoha police department, and she always eavesdropped on some of the conversation he had with her mom.

She'd heard about the warehouse filled with blood and broken bodies littered throughout in their wake. And also the owner of Shirochi establishment found lifeless, not just dead but murdered in the most horrific way, with blood and bones and guts. And not to talk about the largest shipment of firearms Konoha has ever seen.

Sakura had no idea just who she had angered.

"Ino, what is it?"

Ino considered telling her this, but then shook her head last minute. "Nothing. I thought I heard it somewhere. But it's… nothing." They probably who never even meet again, there's no point in making her more paranoid than she already was.

"It's nothing. Let's go."

"Hey! Danna! What the hell!?"

Deidara was still thrashing against Sasori's hold as the redhead had to yet let go of his collar. When they got around corner in the hallway and the pair of women were out of the sight, Sasori finally let the blond free.

"What the hell was that for man?" Deidara whined as he fixed his abused collar. He was really tempted to go back and give the pinky a piece of his mind, but it probably wouldn't be smart to go against his senior.

"Did you not recognize who she was?" Sasori asked in exasperation, rubbing his forehead and scanning the area to make sure no one was eavesdropping on them.

He sighed in annoyance when Deidara shook his head in negative. As expected from the idiot. "She is the girl leader told us about."

Deidara looked even more befuddled now, "Leader told us about a girl?"

Sasori was tempted to grab his blond ponytail and bash his head against the nearest wall. The vein in his forehead twitched as he curled his fist to stop himself from strangling his companion. "Were you dropped on your head as a kid? Or are you just that stupid?"

Deidara only shrugged, too used to the insults to be bothered by them anymore. Sasori took a deep breath before je said anything, "The girl Madara Uchiha has put his men on has pink hair. She is probably the one."

"Oh! I remember." Deidara claimed, "But are you sure? There might be other girls with pink hair."

"Well, I haven't seen anyone with pink hair around, unless someone dyed their hair that horrendous color." Sasori provided, turning away to walk towards the parking lot.

"Anyhow, we need to report this to leader. If not for the girl, then atleast for your embarrassing behavior."

"Leader."

Pein looked up from the email he had just gotten to the two of his minions standing in the doorway of his study. Sasori seemed to have called his attention, his natural mask of indifference present on his face while Deidara seemed to be glaring daggers at the floor.

"What is it?"

Sasori replied, seemingly the chosen spokesperson of the duo, "We had an interesting encounter today." At Pein's raised eyebrow, he elaborated, "With a very particular pink haired girl."

That caught Pein's attention. "Where?"

"We were at Pacifica mall, when someone" A glare at the blonde, "didn't pay attention to where he was going and knocked her and her drink over. He almost took a fist from her."

Deidara looked offended at the last statement. "No I did not! As if she could even come near even striking at me. She would've been blacked out in less than a minute." He huffed, crossing his arms and turning away his face. It was offensive when his companion thought that he would be beaten down by a shrimp of a girl.

She looked as intimidating as a kitten doused in water, even when she was glaring daggers at him. And her flower like coloring certainly didn't help her case.

"Deidara." Pein's menacing voice called out, the venom in his tone making Deidara stand on guard. "You have the nerve to discuss whether you would've punched a girl or not, when you caused such a commotion?"

"And," Sasori added as Deidara's panicking eyes turned to him, begging him for some kind of backup, "he also announced to her, that he was a part of Akatsuki."

Deidara was close to wetting his pants by now, as the venomous aura seeped and rolled in waves from his leader's form. This was so not worth it. That pinky. She is responsible for the mess he is going to be in!

Pein took a deep breath as he processed the information, before picking his phone and ringing up one of his subordinates, "Kisame." He waited for a reply before continuing, "Prepare the mat. Deidara is in the ring today."

'No!' Deidara's eyes widened in horror at the thought of having to endure another session. Once a week id already more than enough. "Leader-"

"I will deal with you later." Pein interrupted the blond with a deceptively calm voice, "Sasori, stay behind."

Sasori watched his blond companion give a shaky bow and backtracked out of the room, leaving the redhead alone with the fearsome leader. As Deidara was closing the door and walking to his fate, he gave a snarl as the godforsaken pink hair popped up in his head.

'That pinky! Just you wait, you are not going to be off the hook. I will get back at you.'

Sasori faced the pierced man as the door got shut with a soft thud. Pein was working something in his head, rubbing his chin absently. He waited, not interested in speaking of anything unless prompted otherwise.

After a silent minute, Pein paused his train of thoughts and addressed the redhead, "Sasori." The said man stood straighter, "What was she like?"

"Brave, undoubtedly." He thought over what else to add, "Quite fiery, enough to challenge Deidara even after she had been made aware of his affiliation."

'I can certainly see what could've caught the Uchiha's attention.' ran through both their heads. Sasori recounted the event, mentioning the insults she threw at the blond, ready to strike him down when he cursed at them. Pein pondered over his next action, silently staring at the computer screen in front of him, leaving Sasori to his own thoughts.

Sasori didn't mention it, but left to his empty thoughts and the fresh retelling of the event, he, unwittingly, vividly remembered the fiery expression on her face. Her green, such green eyes, alight with anger, glossy lips pulled back in disdain and dainty fists curling beside her frame.

Her body stretched taut like a string and fairy-like features pulled in a vicious expression, that oddly, brought a strange warmth upon the redhead when he remembered the details of the encounter.

'Odd.' He thought as he shook off the warm feeling curling in his belly and focused ahead. She was an odd, brave (maybe even stupid) creature.

"Alright." Pein started, "I'm putting you and your partner on her case. Not actively, but see what you can find out about her when you have time. She might be of some use to us, if she has the Uchiha's interest."

"Got it leader." With that, he bowed and Sasori was walking down the hallway to his car.

He'll see what he could find.

Sakura sighed as she patted a towel on her skin, the heat from the steam in the shower still cloaking her enough to keep the chill away. 'Today was a day and a half.' She mused to herself as she recalled the encounter with the jerk. But strangely enough, Ino had been much more subdued than her normal chirrupy self after that event, prompting them in cutting their trip short.

It was almost concerning, but Ino assured her that she was just pissed at the guy and nothing more.

Sakura put that thought away for other time, dressing up in her nightwear and tying her hair in a single braid to keep it from going everywhere. She yawned, and flung herself onto her bed like a flying squirrel, snuggled inside her comforter, sighing contentedly and blindly reached for the table lamp with her eyes still closed, when she felt it.

Her eyes snapped open, heart lurching to her throat as her finger brushed against a smooth, cold surface. Not smooth like the table, or silky like a cloth, but grainy like a paper.

Sakura hesitantly and slowly, looked towards the area, the terrifyingly distinct scent of lavender and cinnamon reaching her nose. And there it sat again, tucked carefully beneath the lamp in stark contrast against the dark table.

'No…' Sakura whispered distantly. She thought it was over, but here is another one again. Her hands shook dangerously, reaching for the white ivory paper, the violet seal staring back, as if mocking her at her impending doom.

The envelope was smooth against her clammy palms, her face gaining a sheen of sweat as the scent almost overwhelmed her like a painful memory, too sweet and too thick to swallow, choking her until she could feel tears welling up the corner of her eyes.

'Just open it.' A distant voice whispered in his mind, 'You've beaten yourself up for the last one, just open it.'

But she couldn't. Too terrified and shaken, feeling like a little kid again, huddled in the corner of her majestic room, eyes wide and glassy as she waited for her punishment.

So she didn't. She reached for her drawer, intent on shoving this one in their too, when she felt something drop softly on her blanketed leg, and her heart dropped as well.

It was another envelop. There were two of them sent to her this time.

Sakura shook her head, willing the burn in her eyes to go away and shoved both of the papers into the drawer and shut it intently.

Forcing her eyes shut, she snuggled inside her blanket harder, as if it might protect her from the horror of her memories like it did with the monsters under her bed, but only provided little comfort.

'I'm not running away.' She stated vehemently, 'I'm NOT running away. I will look at them. I will deal with them, just, not now.' She reasoned that she was not running away, she had no reason to run away.

And it wasn't like she could anyway.

AN : So how was the chapter? Did y'all like it? Make sure to review.

So from some suggestions, I've decided to also add Hashirama, Tobirama, Sai, and (maybe?) Shikamaru in the mix.

Some people have told me to add Haku as well, but I'll need to look a bit more into it.

Anyway, see you in the next chapter. Again, review because it makes me happy and also lets me know what direction it should go, what are the reactions to my decisions or if I should even continue.

Happy reading!

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