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CHAPTER TWENTY SEVEN
AYITA’s POV. I gently opened my eyes and a slight yawn left my lips. Closing my eyes for another second, I pushed my body to a sitting position as the incident of what happened the night before wound its way into my head and I couldn't help but heave a sigh. Everything was so chaotic and I never wanted to be close to such chaos again. How I wish I could go back to the time before I met Clave. My thoughts were interrupted when the mobile beside me began to ring and seeing an unknown number, my forehead creased up. I hope it wasn’t Clave or one of his stupid minions. Rolling my eyes, I picked up the phone and as soon as I heard the voice from the other end, I swallowed hard. “Dad?” His name rolled out of my lips and tears welled up in my eyes. How I have missed this man so much, I even
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