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Chapter 10- Something About Sabrina

Penulis: NIGHT OWL
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ERIC’S POV

I couldn’t get her out of my head.

Sabrina.

That girl had somehow managed to crawl under my skin and stay there. And it wasn’t just because of the slap—though, yeah, my jaw still remembered that part vividly. It was the look in her eyes before she ran off. The mix of anger, pain, and something else—something I couldn’t name.

And that necklace.

That damn silver necklace around her neck. I knew I’d seen it before. It looked exactly like the one my grandma used to wear—the one I'd…

But what the hell would Sabrina be doing with it?

The question kept circling my mind all night. Even when I tried to sleep, I found myself replaying every second of what happened between us—her trembling voice, her tears, the way she looked at me like I’d ripped her heart open just by telling her she was beautiful.

She didn’t believe it. That’s what got to me. She didn’t believe a single nice thing anyone said about her.

And I hated that I cared.

The next morning, she made sure to stay as far away f
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