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“What the hell is this place?” Zayne scowled as the three of them stood in front of a cabin in the middle of nowhere that would be Layla’s dorm. The word dorm couldn’t even be used to qualify the place. Calling it dilapidated was even a compliment.

The building looked like it would fall apart at the slightest touch; how it was standing was a miracle. The wooden walls looked like they housed thousands of generations of termites, and vines crept around them. The windows, parts of which were broken, looked like they hadn’t seen soap or water for years.

“They can’t possibly expect her to stay here! In this filth! This is worse than a pigsty!” He hissed, glaring at Alaric.

‘Oh, he cares? Surprising. I thought he wouldn’t mind if I slept in the gutters.’ Layla sighed, pushing open the doors and stepping in.

‘As I expected, just as bad as the exterior,’ She held her breath and looked around. Dust and cobwebs clung to anything and everything they could find. The curtains, the table, the bed,
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