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Chapter 95

Author: Oluwapelumi
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Karen's POV

“Lauren?” Her name rolled bitterly down my tongue

A shiver down my spine. The years hadn’t dulled the impact of her presence on my life, nor the storm of emotions that hearing her voice again unleashed.

"Lauren?" I whispered, almost unable to believe it. It felt like a ghost calling me from the past, a specter that had been buried but was now rising to the surface.

There was a soft, almost teasing laugh on the other end of the line.

"Did you miss me, Karen?" she purred, her voice as sharp and sarcastic as I remembered. "I thought you'd be happier to hear from an old friend."

I swallowed hard, my pulse quickening. "What do you want, Lauren?"

She was silent for a moment, but I could hear the faint sound of her shifting, perhaps moving in her seat, or simply savoring the effect her voice had on me.

"Oh, nothing much," she said, dragging the words out slowly. "I was just curious. Wondering

The air felt thick with tension as Lauren's voice lingered in my ear, like a shadow I
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