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It was just another typical day at school. The sun was high, casting a warm glow over the campus. Students buzzed through the halls, chatting about assignments and weekend plans. For me, Anthony, the day seemed no different than any other, except for the knot of anxiety that had been building in my stomach since the morning. I couldn’t shake the feeling that something bad was about to happen.After sitting through a grueling math class, I raised my hand to ask for permission to go to the restroom. My teacher nodded, barely glancing up from her papers. I slipped out of the classroom, grateful for the brief escape from the suffocating tension.The hallway was empty, the usual cacophony of student chatter reduced to a distant murmur. I made my way to the restroom at the far end of the building, the one that was usually deserted during class hours. I pushed open the door and stepped inside, letting out a sigh of relief. The cool, sterile air was a welcome contrast to the stifling heat out
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When I first arrived at university, I was determined to focus on my studies. The campus was vast and bustling, filled with students who seemed to effortlessly blend in. But I found solace in the quiet corners of the library, where I could lose myself in novels and the endless sea of academic texts.I was always the quiet one, the girl who preferred the company of books over people. The library became my sanctuary, a place where I could escape the noise and chaos of campus life. It wasn’t that I disliked people; I just felt more comfortable in my own world, where stories came alive on the pages of my favorite books.But my peaceful routine was soon disrupted by David. He was one of the popular guys on campus, known for his charm and good looks. Everywhere he went, people seemed to gravitate towards him. I had seen him around, always surrounded by a group of friends, laughing and talking loudly. He was the type of guy who could effortlessly command attention, something I never sought.A
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After I finished university, I took over my father’s business in the city. The company was thriving under my leadership, and I had gained a reputation as someone not to be trifled with. I ran a tight ship, both in my professional and personal life. Everyone knew I was strict, precise, and intolerant of any nonsense.One particular day, I was returning from a meeting with some business associates. We were discussing the latest quarterly figures and upcoming projects when our car came to an abrupt stop. I looked up, annoyed by the interruption, and saw a woman standing defiantly in front of the vehicle.She was stunning, with a fierce determination in her eyes. She looked to be around 27 or 28 years old. As I stepped out of the car to address the situation, she marched right up to me and, to my utter shock, slapped me across the face. My bodyguards immediately moved to restrain her, but I held up a hand to stop them.“What is the meaning of this?” I demanded, rubbing my stinging cheek.
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