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Chapter 8
Third-person's POV
"Can you hand me the salt, Anita?" Linda requested, but it seemed Anita was not in herself while wiping the table where they prepared all the ingredients for the dishes they were cooking that late afternoon.
It had been a few minutes since she returned to the kitchen and went back to what she had left, and since then, Anita has been acting strangely.
"Anita?" Linda called and gave the young Filipina a gentle tap on her shoulder.
"Y-yes, M-miss Peters?" Anita was startled. "I-I'm sorry, are you saying something?"
"No," Linda lied, and she asked, "Are you okay?"
"Y-yes...I-I think so." As expected, she would lie.
"Come
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