warning: be aware of profanities that are used in this chapter and soon to be chapters.
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Holidays went by so quickly and here I am, back in the Philippines and back to school. It's already Monday, and I'm currently eating my lasagna at the cafeteria with Marx. He doesn't seem to have a teacher now so he accompanied me in my free time.
Our phones vibrated at the same time so we needed to stop eating so I could look at it. My eyes widened as I read the message. I read it repeatedly until the message was unsent. I checked the inbox but it’s not there.
“Who messaged you?” I asked Marx.
“Nothing. Just a message from my mom. She’ll be out of the country for a week.” He said as he continued eating his lasagna.
I looked at my phone to check the
