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Chapter 16
This whole time. I repeat, this whole time, I was lied. I didn't know a single thing about it and I was being fed lies about it even from Noah.
"Really? You both are still going to lie to me about this?" I gestured over to the thing that was what I was lied about.
"It's was for your own good." My mother said, whom I paused from going to work as my matter was more important.
"For my own good? Mom! This is what I love. From anything." I emphasized, widening my eyes as I spoke with compassion for it.
"How long will this drama go on for?" Noah asked my mom, who was least interested in spilling the truth.
"This ain't drama. This is you trying to get out of such a hideous act." I spatted at him, glaring at my mother.
She rolled her eyes, turned around in her heels, and with the click of them, she grabbed her bag and proceeded to leave.
"You're such a melodramatic in the morning, Millie. I can't wait and watch you for the whole day. So, I wi
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