Chapter 12: Elio

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I'm going out of my mind with assumptions and absurd speculations as to why Ayla has been avoiding me all day. Last I checked, I kept a good behavior throughout the week. Hell, I didn't even egg her about the injury on her arm that I know for a fact was Cole-related. My blood fuckin' boiled when I saw the white wrap enveloping just below her wrist when her blazer sleeve had ridden up from when she bent over her chair to pick up the pen she dropped on the floor during Lit class. Fuck knows how much I wanted to pummel the fuckin' jackass for laying a hand on her. But alas, I can't do s**t about it without losing Ayla. That clueless little s**t was always so defensive when it comes to her no good fucktard of a boyfriend. Lord knows what I'll do without her. Hence why I'm pulling up to her h

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