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Chapter 19 | The Contacts On My Blacklist

I'm laid on the bed while bandaging the wound on my fist when I suddenly thought of opening Alyana's phone again. 

I fixed the materials I used to clean the wounds, it hurts but the pain was manageable, I don't regret having them anyway.

I fixed myself in an Indian sit. The phone felt cold on my palm, I clutched it tighter to ensure a solid hold on it. 

"Where should I enter right now?" I ran my fingers to my chin, thinking further. I'm already glued in thought when, suddenly, a furry thing flew on my hand with its sharp nails shown, slashing thin lines on the mood. 

Its bright eyes are dilated establishing a fierce aura, it fled its paws as if hunting for a rat on my lap. 

"Just a hair pin, little one" I hoiste

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