SEVEN: THE TRAITOR

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~NYX I woke up before him again. It was finally the third day of my deadline. I was not bothered because today's class was scheduled for 12 noon. I had all the time to get to the bank, make the transfer, meet Calanthé and still be in time for class. I looked down at him, not wanting to wake him. He seemed too peaceful to be disturbed and he now had my number. He could call me if he needed me. I got out of bed as quietly as I could and got back into my clothes. I stared at him one last time before walking out of the room. But as I walked down the corridor of the hotel room, I felt as if every person that walked past me could smell all my forbidden activities from last night. I squeezed my eyes shut and hurried to the elevator. I could not stand any stares coming my way, even if t

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