Chapter One Hundred and Seventeen: will the Cat and mouse games ever end?
There were a lot of things that I was willing to be today for my utmost comfort, fake just was not one of them.
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I could not say I was the happiest person, smile wide and entirely content deeply in my heart now that I was arriving home. But I could at least say that I was a little bit, just a tad bit excited to be getting back to a more exciting life. Being cooped up in a house with my grandmother was not a thing that I could sustain forever, obviously. No matter how terribly insufferable most of the personalities at school were and how annoying the schedule and having to keep it, together with its useless rules was, I guess I was kinda ready for it.
Or perhaps the long ride with Rexa had
