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Chapter 9

Carla's pov,

I woke up late as usual again and I jumped outta bed.

God I'm so dead!

I wanted to go out when I met Dawson  standing at the door with his pijamas, Staring keenly at me.

I felt butterflies in my stomachs at the dagger looks he's giving me.

"Good morning." I greeted nervously

he smirked. As He placed his hand on my shoulders making me twirled to face the wall.

"I guess you don't know the use of that?"

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