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Chapter 8

RAYMOND'S POV

Natasha still had the same long blonde hair; it fell on her shoulders. She was wearing a light blue top over black pants and high heels. Her sassy signature smile brightly plastered on her face as she approached us.

When she saw me, her blue eyes sparkled even more.“Raymond!” Her hands flew to her mouth as those blue orbs widened.

“I can't believe my eyes!” She squealed and darted towards me.Mother giggled by my side, and I could tell she was ecstatic. She has always had this obsession with me and Natasha being a thing. It was so strong that I ended up believing I was into the girl as well, that she was the one for me. I was confident we were meant for each other, but it was all a mirage that needed a little leap into adolescence for me to decipher.

“You look so—” She held her breath to find the right word, but failed. Or maybe she was just too proud to admit what she wanted to say as usual.

She has always been an egoistic person who was hard to please, someone who
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