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CHAPTER VI
(CAUGHT IN A FISH TRAP)
“Accident? Just blame it on destiny for letting me bump into you.”
----- Anonymous -----
“YOU know what to do, Andrea.”
Drawing an uncanny smile on her face, Andrea secretly and immediately looks for every inch and a bit of information that she could get to the group that got their hands on the betting game that this night had turned out to be. Loving the outcome of things as her broken heart and betrayal part is momentarily shoved away from her mind in exchange for the preeminent blessing she never expects to have. By drawing the lucky ticket and finding the needle out of the haystack, destiny took her side this time as having the target person she fails to hold from the past and chances that slip is finally here in her grasp.
“You
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