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Chapter 53: Pressure Lines

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Jaxon’s POV

I’m staring at my one of my literature study text like it personally offended me.

The damn thing is open on the kitchen counter, its pages marked with Hazel’s neat handwriting with tabs sticking out as reminders for everything I was yet to fully comprehend. Metaphor, symbolism and all these jargons shouldn’t have this much power over my future.

I rub my face and exhale hard.

If I fail this midterm, I am benched and that's the end for everything I have fought hard for.

“You gonna gla
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