Chapter 38: Skeletons in their Closets

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Ivy Funny how tables had turned. I was the one looking for Ophelia at break time and she was the one hiding from me, peacefully lying on the carpet green grass in the beautiful garden with her eyes shut hoping the next person that walked by wasn't me. I stood at a distance watching and bidding, weighing my options; was it time to approach her and let everything off our chests? In my pocket I had two bars of chocolate, if there was something that could melt Ophelia's heart was a bar of chocolate and of course a date with the popular married munchkin fort canon city billionaire Scott Richards. "What's the worst that could happen" I psyched myself up, took a deep breath and marched majestically to where she was lying. It didn’t take long before she noticed my presence, opened her eyes and w

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