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Chapter 53 Student Again!

Author: Sapphire Dyace
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After their pleasant stay in the villa, Demi and Maine prepared for their trip back to Manila. Maine needed to enroll for the second semester, and Demi had already taken care of all the necessary arrangements to ensure a smooth process.

As they packed their belongings, Demi turned to Maine with a reassuring smile. "Are you ready to head back to Manila and get started with your enrollment?"

Maine nodded, her excitement evident. "Yes, I’m ready. Thank you for handling all the preparations. I can't wait to get back and continue my studies."

Demi loaded their bags into the car and they began their journey. As they drove, they discussed Maine's plans for the upcoming semester.

"I'm looking forward to this new semester," Maine said. "I want to focus on my studies and make sure I do well."

Demi glanced at her with a supportive smile. "I have no doubt you'll do great. You have the dedication and the passion to succeed."

Demi and Maine headed to the airport to catch their flight to M
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