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17.
AIDEN. "Nala...I...It's...it's not what you think," I said in a single breath, panting so hard. I ran all the way to her from the parking lot after we locked eyes. Despite the distance between us, I didn't like the look that crossed her face after she had seen me helping the omega out of the car. However, now that I stood before her, all she did was to simply stare at me from where she stood, without so much as acknowledging she'd heard what I had just said. I noticed how she was fiddling to cover the scars on her wrist with the shawl she had wrapped. The ankara fit her, as though she had been fitted before it got sewed. But I dislike the fact that she had to cover parts of her body simply because of those scars. It felt as though my heart had been ripped from its cage as I stood there
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