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Chapter 8.5: The Kiss
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2021-09-30 21:35:03AUGUST
I was more than bewildered to find Ambrose and his group waiting for me right at the moment that I was least expecting them. I may have relied upon and became too complacent about the protection that I’m getting from hanging out with Rachel. They were all blocking my path towards Rachel’s car and I can see Rachel, Victoria, and Nicole behind them. Just like me, the three of them looked like they’re shocked and bewildered about what’s going on. I am dumbfounded in every single way. I didn’t have the time to process all these things up and it looks like I’m going to die in the next few hours. My heart jumps out into panic mode.
“W-what’s going on?” I tried speaking up but my voice is already cracking up in total distress.
“What’s going on?” Phil tried repeating my query. “I think you know what’s going on.”
“No, I d
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