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STUCK WITH THE INGRANTS
Making my way through the thick vegetation, I mumbled all sorts of things that seemed to hurt me. Since nobody was there to judge me, I believed that I'd be fine in expressing how I felt. I couldn’t even express my heart in front of Emanuel. If I’d tell him that I despised Philomena, he’d start hating me instead of being ‘ jealous’. While looking at the unfairness of the affections of my boyfriend, there was no way that I’d tell him how I felt. He rushed behind Philomena even when he was dating me. That showcased the importance I held in his heart. I was so deeply immersed in my pain that I stopped paying attention to my surroundings. I began walking in the area which was strictly reserved for the Ingrants, the deadly group who didn’t think twice before killing people. Since I had been
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