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10.
Crystal
I failed to stop the bubble of laughter building in my throat and erupted with giggles again. My eyes moistened and stomach ached because of it. It became difficult to even stand straight. Valentine scoffs, but a look of discomfort crosses his face again making him purse his lips immediately. He looked blue.
"Shut up, Crystal. It isn't funny. I think I am gonna throw up." He muttered urgently and instantly turned away to gag. I laughed harder taking the support of a fence in the amusement park.
"Are you scared, Crystal? Don't be, just hold my hand tight. I swear you are going to enjoy thi
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