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Chapter Fifteen In which Kye seemed to change. - It was that time of the month. More than the annoyance that she has whenever Kye would continue ranting about some of the things that she rarely put cares about, she does hate this feeling more. She could at least put a tape in Kye’s mouth to stop his rambling but there was no stopping the pain of when you feel like someone is stabbing you. “f*****g hell,” she breathes, changing her position in the bed. Page was clenching in pain that even the thought of standing up does not feel inviting to her. Today is a full day for her, and while she dreads the idea that she has to miss a full day of schedule because of the excruciating pain that she had to go through—Page has no other choice but to. She would rather die than stand in her bed.