Devon's POVIt was supposed to be a wonderful night, had it been she didn't make whimpering noises all through the night. I could hardly sleep at all. Just when I assumed I would sleep a little, I would hear her whimper and she would shrink and curl herself even as she sat on a chair, resting her head on my table.At one point, I couldn't take it anymore, so I got up and went to sit, watching her sleep restlessly. What was wrong with her? Why is she so disturbed?By morning, she woke up and she looked around. I decided to watch what she would do. Maybe she was pretending after all. Yes, she could be pretending to be mute when she wasn't.The girl stared and when she finally realized where she was, her eyes went wide as saucers, I was tempted to laugh.She bolted up from her seat and began to look around for me. When she did not see me, she sighed."Thank goodness." She whispered. I smirked. So she had been pretending all these while? She was only trying to buy sympathy? Who knows if s
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