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Chapter79
SARAH In the room, I was so restless. How Jackson questioned me was awkward. I didn’t know what the Dean or anyone must have told him, but it didn’t appear good. I was sensitive enough not to follow him. Looking at myself in the dressing mirror, my scattered look, messy hair, and swollen face. I began questioning myself. Those kinds of questions when one is losing hope. What does Jackson think about me? Have I caused him only trouble? What if I’m truly cursed and it can’t be helped? I couldn’t find an answer to any of the questions, but I didn’t stop looking at myself in the mirror, maybe I’m going to find out who I am. Beep beep beep! It kept coming in. Who was that? Who was messaging me like that? I reached out for my phone. There were lots of notifications from the school website
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