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I want to meet my father.

           Sophia's pov

I stared gobsmacked at Caroline's supposed golden wristwatch.

What the hell?

How did this happen? How did the wristwatch enter my backpack.

"I...swear...I don't... Know...ho..w... It got there. I didn't steal it." I stammered, seriously confused and shocked about the whole thing.

How did the wristwatch get into my backpack?

I would never steal, never!

"Really? So, my golden wristwatch grew wings from my own backpack and got into yours right? How low can you be? You could have just asked me for it and I'll gladly give it to you. But stealing? I'm so disappointed." She huffed disdainfully.

"I swear, I didn't take it, I'll never do such." I tried to defend myself.

Did Caroline frame me because she hates me? It's not new that Caroline doesn't like me.

I Know she doe s– even without being told.

The way she looks at me– says it all.

But my q

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