Chapter Forty

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Violet's POV Stress relief. Whatever we have been doing was a way to relieve stress, to him. I'm the only one having such feelings for him. It hurts when he said that, but it was a truth I have to face. Let's go with that, stress relief. "Okay. Happy birthday by the way", I heard him mutter, as I drifted off to Dreamland. *** "Why is he here?" Brenda whispered, eyeing the dark-haired man glued to Layla. He did not care that she kept nudging him away every five minutes. "How do I know?" I whispered back. We were at the library, reading silently and peacefully when he decided to show up. And Layla, whom he came for, seemed to be angry with him. "I told you to go away" Layla whisper-yelled when he wouldn't budge. "Until I'm sure you are not angry anymore" Malcolm whispered back. I

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