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CHAPTER 62

Trudeau’s POV

“I would love to talk but I kind of have—”

“I know, I know. Go do your thing. And for your sake and mine, please pick the last girl as the winner, she wore mom’s dress to the best I have ever seen it. Everything about it is so worth it. I hope you don’t be a bitch and choose someone else just because you don’t want people to know you are fucking.” She dropped so randomly, it felt like a scenario where someone flickers water at your face to wake you up, only this time the person slowly walks away back to their seat to act like none of it ever happened.

I stared at her and shook my head. For some reason I wasn’t nervous, just surprised. I Made a mental schedule to ask her how exactly she knew aside from the fact that she was just the kind of person to be chill and intense at the same time.

“Whoa…”

The announcer shouted loud enough for everyone to hear. A loud cheer broke out.

“I have to say this again, WHOA!”

This time, they laughed heartily and a smile tricked its w
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