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Chapter 42

Third person P.O.V

Grabbing his phone furiously he dialed her number but got no response.

"Where the hell are you?," he gritted his teeth as he threw the phone to the next seat.

Driving his car to whatever the places that came into his mind to find her.

But he couldn't

Hitting the steering wheel in anger as he grasped it tight where his nerves popped out he looked at the traffic light which brightens up the green signal.

Driving down the lane towards his ...

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