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ONE HUNDRED TWENTY-EIGHT

CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED TWENTY-EIGHT

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“Charlotte,” Tyler called out unconsciously, he stood up from sitting and approached her, puzzled at why she was there. “What are you doing here-“

He was not given a chance to finish his words when a sharp slap landed on his face, the loud sound of the contact of their skin sounded throughout the hallway they were in. Tyler face turned to the right after getting hit by Charlotte’s palm.

She was a frail looking girl, with a small stature and delicate figure, there was no way that it was her strength. But the situation of his cheeks begged to differ. Tyler’s cheek was throbbing really bad at the contact. He felt that it was swelling and blood started to rush to that side of his face.

He looked back at Charlotte with disbelief in his eyes. They haven’t meet for years and this was the first thing she did when they finally met? Slap him? He tried recalling everything he said o

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