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Chapter 64: His So Called Brother
A hundred steps was all it took to reach the rest of our classmates who were gathered on the center of the hall. As expected, they were still gathered on different parts of the area, as if there had been no crime that happened at all. Cylvia was still sitting on the very first step of the stairs, while Geodie, Ashley, Yuri, and the rest of the girls were capped together sitting on their luggage waiting for nothing but a signal to finally leave the place.
We approached Cylvia with me leading the way. Before we could even reach halfway, just when we were about to walk past the girls, she quickly stood up from sitting on the stairs and said, “Where have you been three?” The look on her face was a mix of worried and concern. She even held Rabiya’s hand to justify her emotion.
“We followed Travis,” Rabiya just just answered, she was looking down on the floor, can not afford to have an eye to eye contact with the clas
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