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Claire said while looking at her with a worried face. Clairol just shook her head and smile. “Y-yes. I'm okay. Anyways, I'm Clairol Tampson, Mr. Velasquez. It's nice to finally meet you.” She also tried to extend her hand but cause of panick she extend her right hand instead. “Opps. Wrong hand,” she said shyly after shaking the hands of Draven through her left hand. She hopes he didn't remember her. “How about we continue from talking it to the faculty room?” She said casually.

"Caius? Wassup?" "Ethan, bro. You gotta congratulate me" "Huh? Why?" The man on the other side who was busy sorting papers in his office queried. Meanwhile, his question made him smirk in excitement and anticipation. He took a few seconds of calming down before he could utter the news to his friend. "Damn bro…I got railed..." Architect Murphy Jayden…you had better prepare yourself, milady. *****

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My eyes go straight to the bottom of the letter to confirm my thoughts, before breaking down to tears. "Sincerely, Amanda"

"I'll give you another chance. Are you sure you won't tell the truth?" "What do you mean?" A wave of unease washed over Yollanda. "When I was checking WhatsApp earlier, I accidentally took a screenshot. Would you like to see it?" Yollanda went pale. "You took a screenshot? Why would you do that?" Yaslyn replied casually, waving her phone. "It's just a precaution against denial. So, do you want to see it? When I looked earlier, it still had your name on it." "Fine, I admit it. I did it."

My voice explodes across the room. Loud and sharp. I grab the brown envelope and throw it straight at him. He recoils as it strikes his chest before falling into his hands. Slowly, he opens it. My breathing turns heavy. "In there are all your truths." I point toward the documents. "In there is the real you." My voice thunders. "Kane Olympus." His eyes instantly snap to mine. Shock. Horror. My jaw tightens. My breathing remains heavy. My stare narrows.

He was now watching Dante’s face instead, as if the truth he needed wasn’t written on paper but hidden in reaction. Finally, Dante lowered the document slightly. “This…” Dante exhaled quietly, almost to himself, “this is not real.” Jem blinked. “What do you mean it’s not real?” Dante looked back down at it once more, then placed it carefully on the table as though it was something contaminated. “I mean exactly what I said,” Dante replied. His voice remained controlled, but something underneath it had sharpened. “I have never seen this before. It does not come from any council archive I know.”