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Chapter 53: A crack in Erin's armor

As I followed Mr. Clinton, Erin's hand slipped into mine, her grip tight. I tried to shake her off, but she held firm. "Let's go, Sarah," she whispered with her usual smile.

Mr. Clinton led us to a small study off the main hallway. The room was dimly lit, with only a single bulb casting a warm glow upon us. He gestured for us to sit, and I reluctantly took a seat, trying to extricate my hand from Erin's grasp.

"So, Sarah," Mr. Clinton began, his voice stern. "I hear there have been some... issues with your behavior."

"What issue?" I demanded, trying to get my tone steady despite Erin's grip tightening around my arm.

Mr. Clinton's eyes narrowed at me as he noticed my struggle with Erin. Then his gaze shifted to Erin, whose expression was unreadable.

"There is something going on between the two of you. I know I said that I wouldn't intervene, but I can't help it; you two are acting strange." He said, eyeing us suspiciously, his gaze darting between the both of us. "I noticed something,
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