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Bex steps out of the car, holding a small bag. She looks around at everyone, her blue eyes wide and nervous.

Bex se aproxima da casa enorme e a olha, seus olhos arregalando, nunca tinha visto algo tão grande

Rebecca, 18 years old, was sitting in the car with Henrique and Jéssica. She was quiet and looking out the window, she hadn't spoken a word to anyone in two years. She was beautiful, and even more so than when she left. Her hair was longer and her curves were more defined.