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Chapter Thirty-One: Flowers & Candles
I SLOWLY turned around, and I suddenly felt scared when I saw that it was Joaquin who grabbed my arm. "W-what do you need from me, Joaquin?" I stammered to ask him. "Tss, what kind of question is that? Of course, I'm here to take you home. I don't want you to keep waiting for the jeep or bus again." "I can handle myself, Joaquin. And I don't want Sir Lucas to get mad at me because-" "Why are you always thinking about him? He's just your boss!" Joaquin snorted as he tightened his grip on my arm. "Damn it! It hurts me, Joaquin!" I complained as I tried to loosen his hand. "I don't want to lose my job, so I will obey and respect whatever Sir Lucas tells me." "Really? Will you obey him? Then, how about me? How about us?" "There's nothing an us, Joaquin! Please just let go of my arm! It
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