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chapter twenty nine

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last update 최신 업데이트: 2025-01-29 00:05:32

Tammy's POV

The past few days have been filled with boredom and inactivity. It's as if my life took a different turn after I had company. Even though everything remains the same, it still feels different, like I'm missing something.

I usually didn't feel this much alone, but after leaving, I've become hyper-aware of the fact that I don't have any company.

Working now feels dull. Checking on patients and interacting with my coworkers feels tasking, even when I've been doing the work for long.

Although, I was initially surprised when I got to work, expecting to be fired, but I still met a job. Turns out, Mrs Roseline had made an excuse for me. I'm grateful to her for that, only that I wonder why she didn't just let me go, being the one directly in charge of me.

When I got home the other day, I packed some of my things, and moved to Grandma Shannon's, knowing that Adam knows my house and might come looking for me.

I don't want him to find me, but there's a part of me that thumps in
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