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CHAPTER 147: MEETING MY IDOL

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~Celina~

That night, I laid in bed wide awake. I couldn't fall asleep even though I really tried. I was too excited for that.I didn't sleep. I had never been someone to gush over anyone but strangely the thought of meeting Jonathan Adams, the legendary warrior just simply felt exhilarating. A small part of me felt ridiculous for being this excited but the larger part didn't care. Beside me, Derek shifted slightly. His arm was draped protectively around my waist, one hand resting near my stomach
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