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Why Aren't There Smart People?
Rachel's POV I could feel my heart racing as I watched him walk towards her room. My mind was in turmoil, and I couldn't shake the feeling that something was wrong. I had this nagging suspicion that he still had feelings for her, and my anxiety was mounting with each passing second. As I sat in my room, my mind was racing with thoughts about Jason. It had been several hours since he had gone to talk to that wretched woman I suspected he had feelings for, and I couldn't help but feel antsy and anxious. I knew I shouldn't let my mind wander and make assumptions, but the fear of losing him to someone as lowclass as her was consuming me. I tried to distract myself by reading a book or watching TV, but nothing seemed to hold my attention. My thoughts kept drifting back to him and that b***h
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