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Amy Abe

CHAPTER XIII

Amy Abe

“I-I… I have so many questions in my head right now.” Amy said placing her fingers at the back of her head. Zandrew was lying on the Queen-sized that had plain read and white pillows. His eyes were shut, and he was breathing heavily as if he was being buried alive. Imagining the scene, Zandrew’s heart was beating rapidly not because of the fight he had, but because of the anxiety he was facing along with the confusion and thoughts in his mind. 

Amy was pacing back and forth with her fingers staying at the back of her head, where it was before. “Zandrew, what the heck is happening here?” she stressed, “What the heck is happening here? What the

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