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EIGHT

JAMES.

“Holly Molly!” I sucked in a deep breath as I clicked my phone off and braced myself for the tongue-lashing I was going to get in a minute. Placing both hands on my knees, I looked up at Amara who was looking down at me as if I had grown two heads and I narrowed my eyes at her.

Between the two of us, she looked more like a person who grew a second head. She looked so weak and…weak.

“What on earth are you doing in my room? Are you a creep?”

“No.” I bit out, ...

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