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Pleasure In The Lecture Auditorium 1.

Penulis: Estrella Writesss
last update Tanggal publikasi: 2026-08-04 14:06:02

Michelle’s POV.

There are times in your life when you make the wrongest decisions.

Not because you didn't think it through but because you chose to worry about the consequences later. Which was the perfect explanation for my predicament.

There were no less than two hundred students filled in the lecture auditorium, everyone's attention focused on the sliver–haired figure on the podium–Mr Harry, the economics lecturer.

I sat in the third row from the back, with crossed legs and a blank book.
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