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Shirley Patterson.... crying?

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Sebastian POV

Shirley looked up at me with confusion on her face.

“What…? What are you doing here?” she asked with a hoarse voice. She quickly rubbed her nose with the back of her hand. Her eyes were puffy and red, as if she was crying.

I froze for a second. Shirley Patterson… crying?

This was the same girl who had stood tall even while being publicly humiliated at Stacey’s party. The same girl who slapped Brad without hesitation and walked away with her chin high. She was sassy, sharp-tong
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