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Chapter 8 | The Woodrows
“Do y’all need anything?”
A man with a grumpy look came out limping from Helena’s house. The man’s appearance immediately distracted Alice from the keychain hanging on the fence; his knitted eyebrows, defensive stance, and unwelcoming aura proved that he was not too happy about their visit.
Leia took a step backward, hiding behind Alice’s back, as she fixed her falling eyeglasses at the bridge of her nose. “Talk to him,” Leia whispered in her ears.
Alice cleared her throat despite being afraid. “We’re Helena’s friends. We just wanted to know if there’s any progress on finding her.”
“Oh.” The man’s face softened, the knitted eyebrows and knotted forehead slowly vanished. “Alice and Leia, right?”
The two exchanged glances.
“Lena always talked about the two of you.” The man sighed. “Come on in.”
The four rich students of Saint Clair Academy awkwardly made their way into the house, their eyes roaming around, observing the furniture
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