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MARILYN'S POV

I scanned the entire crowd desperately searching for Mom to save me from this misfortune.

But she was no freaking where to be found.

Why?!!!

Why now of all times??!!

I turned and saw him at a distance just standing at a spot staring at me with his hands in his pockets.

He is definitely following me.

That wasn't where he was standing before.

God!!!

I wanted to cry.

Help me Lord.

He is so cute.

I wanted to cry.

Why did this have to happen to me?

Why me?!!

I hurriedly turned and sped towards the store.

That was the only place I was sure I could hide for a few minutes.

I held my long red gown and walked briskly towards the store staring back at intervals to see if he was closing on me.

I bumped into someone and hurriedly turned to see Mom looking at me with surprise.

She smiled.

"Hey Marilyn. Where the hell have you been? I have been looking all over for you. "

She asked and I smiled with relief.

" Sorry. I was actually looking all over for you."

I replied and