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CHAPTER EIGHT
Sancha bugged me the next day, giving me nonstop stories about the video she had seen. I kept my cool and claimed I didn't care, but the truth was that I had a lot of questions about it. I want to know everything about it.
What's bothering me in the first place? Maybe it was because my cousin was a part of it. Yes, that's it; my cousin was involved, which is why I'm interested and curious.
"Please, Sancha, put an end to it. Please, no more chatting." I cut her off in the middle of what she was saying.
"What, Ade? I'm simply inundating you with information. Your cousin, after all, was involved."
"That is no longer a concern of mine. You know how liberated and free Clair is, and I believe she knows what she's doing." I said as we approached our classroom.
"You've had your fill of Clair's involvement, haven't you? So, if you want to know more about Zeeve and his girlfriend, I can provide you with that information."
"Why do you think I'm enamore
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