Chapter 22

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AILA   I grumpily threw my bag on the chair as soon as I entered the library. Why does Sandro have to react that way towards George? George did not do anything wrong. That was so rude of him.  I heard the door beep which signals that someone just entered the library. I can hear every clack of the shoes of whoever entered the library walking in my direction. I didn’t dare to lift my head when the sound stopped in front of me. I focused my attention on the book I was reading even though I am deeply distracted. A few minutes passed when I couldn’t help but look up at Sandro whose face was already scowling and his eyes raging with anger. What does he mean? As if I did something bad to him.  “What? Why are you giving me that look? What’s wrong with you?” I can't stop myself from asking h

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