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Chapter Twenty-Five

Author: L.A.B
last update Last Updated: 2025-02-07 04:47:31

I start towards the edge of the gathered crowd, my heart in my throat. I had been told not to leave, and I was so much smaller than all these people. If they wanted to pick me up and put me in time out for disobeying them, they very well could. Even the women stood at no shorter than five nine. I felt like a child.

Nonetheless, I was nosey, so I pushed my insecurities down as far as they would go.

"Excuse me." I say with as much confidence as I can muster once I reach the group. The woman closest to me, probably five eleven, with short black hair and sharp brows, glares down at me. At first. We meet eyes however, and she sort of goes, "oh!" and quickly moves aside, slapping the arms of the people around her, who all pretty much have the same reaction.

Interesting.

I begin tiptoeing forward, at first glancing wearily at the tall wall of people on either side of me, but eventually moving my eyes towards where the group was originally looking. I gasp and stop for a moment at the sight.

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