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Chapter 17

It was a little before four, and I was panicking. I was fully dressed, but I was nervous as hell and I couldn’t stop sweating. It was really hard detangling my hair, as it was wet from last night, and shrunk pretty badly. I tried my bed to let my afro look presentable, laying my edges for effort. I didn’t have any make up, and to top it off, the sandals looked like the straps could break any second now.

I sigh, and tilt my head at myself in the mirror. At least the dress looked good. The color complimented my skin,

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