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CHAPTER 038: NO MORE HIDING

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last update publish date: 2026-08-13 21:03:52
MICHELA;

I had no idea what I had done. But the number of eyes on me as I walked down the walkway for the first class that morning, was enough to worry my mind.

When Miles dropped me off, I asked him to stop at the gate instead of driving all the way in. I wanted coffee from the small kiosk just outside the entrance so I wouldn’t have to stand in the long canteen line before class. He didn’t argue. He paid for two cups, grabbed one for himself, and kissed the back of my hand quickly before d
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