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Ethan's Exes

Author: Ms. Chiamaka
last update Last Updated: 2024-11-06 00:04:58

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As Ethan walked away, Hannah was still conflicted, wondering what to do about the mysterious man’s invitation.

A shiver of frustration and anxiety ran down her spine as she scanned the hall, looking for where the man could have gone.

However, Hannah quickly noticed a group of girls approaching her and from the looks on their faces, she could tell that they meant trouble.

“So you’re Ethan’s latest project,” a girl in a sequin green dress mocked as they approached Hannah.

“Look at her, she has no idea what she is in for. Take it from us, darling, today is going to be the last time you’re really happy.” Another girl chimed in, and they broke out laughing.

Hannah opened her mouth to speak, but just as quickly stopped. She did not know who these girls were but she decided that they were not worth her time.

“Yeah, Ethan’s going to have his fun with this one, don’t you think so Emily?” The third girl, Melinda said, staring at Hannah directly.

She seemed like the leader of the gr
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