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ME, Myself and I
ME, MYSELF AND I
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ANGELA’S POV
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“LIVE YOUR BEST LIFE '' is my new motto. Life is indeed short, and tomorrow might never be. A sad fate, but someone’s reality.
I had earlier refused to go to the Fernandez party with Caleb when he asked me because I was not in the right frame of mind. How do I go partying when my life was crumbling before me; when my life was enveloped by grief? It was indeed a sad phase for me.
However, the more I brooded over my life and situation, I got to realize that I had to live before I die. I couldn’t spend the remaining days dying instea
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