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76: PDA.

Author: Meme-Girl
last update publish date: 2026-09-09 18:38:26

Clover POV:

First week of July.

A month later.

Racing down the stairs with my backpack, I checked my wristwatch. It was already one PM.

Fuck. I had a flight to catch before one thirty. Shit, I should not have overslept.

Just as I rushed past Williams at full speed, I felt a cold hand descend on my shoulder, dragging me back.

"What is it?" I yelled out in annoyance.

"Where are you off to?" he asked, his brows arched.

"Going back to work, duh," I replied sarcastically as I tried to skirt around h
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