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Chapter 24

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7:15 rolls around and I sit waiting near Faith’s locker. I check my watch every 5 minutes hoping she shows up soon. She skipped her run club this morning and I have to see her before class today. I've been waiting for 2 hours just to see her face. I know I can't talk to her about this, not when she is struggling with her own things, but just being around her seems to have a calming effect on me. I'm finding myself growing more anxious and worried about my Grandma and angry and murderous about the manipulation Angela and her father are pulling off on my family. How am I literally stuck in a relationship with the world's biggest gold digger?

I hear a fake girly giggle and my blood runs cold. Angela. Shit. I start to walk hoping she won't see me. She chats away about the new birthday present I am supposedly getting for her to confess my undying love. I toss my hood up over my head and pretend to be getting i

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