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WRONG TURN
Alsea runs out from the café abruptly. She did not even care to explain for her rude behavior. Her breaths are short and quick as she takes unknown turns in the streets. She seems lost, but she doesn’t know that yet. Tears fall to her rosy cheeks, but no one can see that in heavy rain. She is drenched and might get cold, but she does not care about that. Her rapid pulse can be heard from a good distance and she could land in a great trouble. Suddenly, a sharp bolt lightens in the black sky and made Alsea scream on top of her lungs. She rushes to a nearby shop to prevent herself from getting into a rough situation. All did she know that she is saving herself but she did not know that she is falling into a trap. Alsea checks her bag and takes her phone out. She dials a number to book a ca
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