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The First Heartache (9)

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Kara snorted before she walked past him and went inside the house as if she owns it. He really wanted to ask her why she skipped classes, but Jake also felt a sense of appreciation towards her for showing up when he felt so lost.

After releasing a heavy sigh, Jake entered the room and found her standing in front of the electric fan, trying to cool herself. The weather was really hot that day, but Jake only realized it when Kara appeared.

Nevertheless, he was not planning to take away the only electric fan in the living room for her.

Jake cleared his throat before asking, "Have you eaten?"

She turned to look at him with a glare. “What? You are asking if I have eaten? Like you care to me still, Mr. Gutierrez?” Kara asked mockingly.

“What are you talking about? I still care about you,” He replied as if he was offended.

“Hmph! I haven’t seen you for days, Mr. Gutierrez. Like I completely disappear in your life

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