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45. Punch First, Ask Questions Later

Author: Juri Ann
last update publish date: 2026-04-06 13:41:12

Catherine's POV

My stomach twists the second I hear his voice.

"Catherine."

I keep walking.

The morning sun is hot, pouring gold over the school parking lot.

"Catherine. Do not make me chase after you."

I almost snort.

Oh, now he wants to chase.

Not today, sir.

I swing my bag higher on my shoulder and walk faster

Last night, he walked out on me at my convenience store job. No call. No text. No apology. But he had enough time to smile at that girl and hand out his number like free candy.

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