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44. You still don't get it

I was always aware that I was gifted with a great memory. Growing up, I was decently good at academics, and many times, I credited my memory for it. Additionally, I had also been extremely driven and hardworking, which eventually led to me acquiring my scholarship. Leslie had always been jealous of me for it, not because she was an academic or hungry for opportunities, but because she was purely driven by her everlasting grudge against me. It often vexed her how she could destroy everything I ever had but could never take away my education from me. It’s moments such as those that restored my faith, assuring me that there was still a place in this world for people like me. 

Relying on my recollecting abilities, I confidently led myself to Marcus’ house. As I entered the street, memories from the night I had first come to his house flooded my brain. Mostly, I only harbored bitt

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