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47: The destruction of Eli Wilson
"There is an ocean of silence between us… and I am drowning in it."
~Ranata SuzukiShe's wearing a red blouse, a black pencil skirt and a red bag, her curly hair neatly tied into a bun and her face holding little to no makeup on it.
My heart drops and panic rises within me as my eyes meet hers and she sees it too because she scoffs and enters further into the room even without being invited, carrying the same arrogance and loathe she always had around me.
Why is she here? Is she following me? How's the wedding? Shit, she was uninvited to the wedding.
What does she want? Because this isn't keeping a low key like Anna instructed or wanted. Someone has discovered my hiding place and I fear for the worst.
"What are you doing here?" I demand and slowly I turn to look at her, my voice fighting to stay firm. "How did you find me?"
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