CHAPTER SIXTY ONE

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"You know I'm not like you, right?" Daphne complained while shielding her face using her own hands, now obviously more energetic that yesterday. Despite than, Christopher just laughed and tried to take her resisting hands off while his other hand is holding his phone. "Like what?" he asked, followed by a chuckle that's the opposite of her protesting actions. "Photogenic, stupid." she said and removed her left hand and used it to swat him away from her, causing him to move backwards and lean back on his chair yet his smile remained. "You keep on hanging out with me, what if you get sick too, huh?" she asked, erasing his smile and replaced it with a blank face. "What? I'm just asking." she stated after some seconds of silence passed. "Seriously, D?" he asked, shaking his head before showi

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