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..........Leah's pov..........
I panicked fervently as they started making phone calls.
There's no doubt, I'm right!.
"Edward! There are spies out there. We need to leave this place!" I rasped, perplexed.
"What are you talking about? I didn't tell anyone we were coming to Korea so how is a plot possible???" He hooted.
"Will you stop protesting and move this car?!! Don't tell me, you don't value your life!" I blasted and he jerked away from his seat that he was leaning on. The moment he tried getting to the front seat, the men rushed towards us and had us surrounded.
The door flung open and one of them raised his shirt coyly for us to see the gun there.
It meant two things - don't panic and comply...
........Rissa's pov.......
I ran after him as fast as my legs could go. I won't let him leave this place without me. I need to
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