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Layla's POV The thing with this college is that it's education level was a bit lower than others. Students came here for two reasons: 1) They can't afford anything higher. 2) the just want to slack off and get easy grades. I didn't have classes the next day so I took my time, staying in bed and wallowing in my sorrow. My eyes remained shut even as the breeze brushed against my face from the nearby window. "Layla are you sick?" Came a voice as the door opens and I clear my throat. "No, I'm all good Tristan." My voice was rough and raspy from the overuse last night. "Okay well we're off to class." "Cool." I murmur and it takes a moment before the door closes. I sigh, reopening my eyes and swinging my foot over the bed. I have a trip to make. × × × "You said it was going to be eas
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