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Chapter 13

Author: Princess Prudence
last update Petsa ng paglalathala: 2025-12-03 19:03:33

Chapter 13

Ava's Pov

Rolling across the ground, dust filling my nose and mouth, I felt strangely… alive.

I don't even know what to think, after I heard Adrian say we were going back to New York. My head kept screaming “Let's run away” like it’s lost some screws. The screams were so loud that I had to jump out.

I saw the car pull to a halt and then start moving towards me at full speed. I stood up, not bothering to catch my breath and started running.

It's not that I didn’t want to go back to my
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