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Chapter 11.4: This Thing Called Tension
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2024-10-29 19:42:56AUGUST
Ambrose Haylock, out of nowhere, showed up right at the time that I wasn’t expecting his appearance. I don’t know if time stopped from ticking or I was just frozen. Either way, I was just staring at Ambrose without moving any muscle at all. I couldn’t help myself but shudder inside that we had to meet each other inside this comfort room of all the possible places. We could’ve bumped into each other in the hallway or outside the school grounds.I felt tremors in my chest. Ambrose has made me recognize fear in all of its horrible glory, but this is not it. It doesn’t feel like it. It is wild, but I’m certain that I wasn’t feeling afraid at all. My chest continued to beat, and I wasn’t so sure about what to do.Ambrose looked quite surprised to see me too. The expression painted on his face appeared as if he had seen a ghost, which alone made things unexpectedly interesting. IRelated chapters
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