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Chapter 20
Venessa's P.O.V I lifted my head up to him with a frown in my face wondering what he just said. Should I ask him? Or what?, I debated mentally. I didn't understand what he said but there's something inside me that felt as if... I don't know, I'm confused whether to trust him or not but he looks like he really cares about me. I looked up to him too lost in my own thoughts. All of a sudden, I felt a caress on my arm. I glanced at it to see that he's looking at the bruise that formed when Andrew grabbed it too tight. He looked at it, examining it closely with his eyes squinted as the living room is dim lighted and the only source of light is from the television. I pulled my arm out of his grasp, but it's too late, he already saw it. "What happened to your arm?" He questioned, his voice low
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