CHAPTER FIFTY THREE

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AVERY'S P.O.V I hate him, I hate him so much, so much I want to do more than small his annoying face. Maybe I should have punched him but then my hand won't be able to withstand the pain that would come after contact with his bones and I'm also sure he wouldn't feel anything, which was why I was now fuming in anger as I headed towards the forest, it's more peaceful in there. I was already Halfway into the forest when I realized that I might not be able to leave here when night comes because of the barrier, I still remembered the last time him and I were stuck there. My face immediately felt hot as I remembered the events that occurred most especially us kissing. "No! Don't think about that. You hate him" I chided myself, balling my fists with a fierce expression as I turned round and mad

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