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Chapter 39 Party Hat

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*Ana*

Any minute, I expect Mykhol will change his mind. He will change his mind and follow me. I even hold my breath as I wait to hear the footsteps.

Huh? But to my surprise, they don't. Isn't he going to change his mind?

Is he going to leave me to myself? Now? Here? I don't believe it.

I see him go to a table instead. He sits amongst a group of boys. All of them look happy to see him. They seem excited to have him- like it's an honor.

Mykhol, whether he is as excited, keeps a measured smile. His eyes flash up at me, but he only looks at me. He doesn't make another motion of acknowledgment.

Is he letting me go on my own? I think before I feel a spark in my stomach.

If that's the case… I slowly turn my head back. If he is going to leave on my own, then- I feel myself skip a step.

Quickly! I pull up my skirt to help. This is my chance!

I charge across the floor and between the tables. It must be a right because people turn their heads. But no one bothers me. I'm allowed to
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