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"Stop. Please," I gasped for air, crumbling to the floor with my heart beating fast.

Keith halted at the top of the stairs and laughed at me.

"Man, am I out of shape," I grumbled.

It was a quiet Sunday with practically no one in the mansion. Mr. and Mrs. Jenson had gone on a little picnic and Olivia was sleeping because she was too tired from studying already on the second day.

Ethan surprisingly took a holiday today for the first time since I had been here. He was bugging me all morning because he thought I was avoiding him by not letting him in my room but in reality I was just taking my classes. After about ten minutes of him constantly whining, I finally stopped answering him. He left fifteen minutes after that.

There were only three people at lunch, Ethan, Olivia and I. Of course he demanded what I was doing in my room all morning but I just gave an excuse that I was sleeping as I was tired.