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Third Person’s POV . . . It was quiet, then no one said anything. Grace was looking at her sandals while Zayden was looking at her intently. “Here…”, Zayden forwarded her mobile. “You dropped it while running.”, He added. . Grace raised her eyes and saw him already looking at her with an unknown expression. Seeing that, she quickly took her mobile and lowered her gaze. At the same time, her mobile vibrated, and she saw 18 missed calls from her mom and 7 text messages. . “Thank you, Si...Zayden.”, She muttered. “C. Can I go?”, She asked way too politely, like an obedient child. . “Okay. Let us go. And from tomorrow onwards, I will be dropping you at your home.”, He stated seriously but his statement blew her sanity. . ‘No way! If he drops me then, he will come to know where I li

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