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Chapter 95

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Sage's pov

The morning after Pauline's devastating words, I forced myself to go to school. Every step felt heavy, each breath a conscious effort. The campus seemed muted, indifferent to the turmoil raging within me. I walked into class, my eyes immediately drifting to Pauline's usual seat. It was empty. She really had dropped the class.

Her words from yesterday—about me not caring, not knowing anything about her life—echoed in my head, a constant, painful refrain. The raw truth of them burned.

I tried to focus on the lecture but my mind kept drifting, replaying our last conversation. Was it really all my fault? Was I truly that self-centered? Lost in thought, I looked up and my gaze unexpectedly met the lecturer's.

He was staring at me, a peculiar intensity in his eyes that made me shift uncomfortably. I quickly looked away, dismissing it as my own paranoia.

But the thought about Pauline dropping the class nagged at me. She loved this subject. If it wasn't because of our fight, if
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