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16. Terrifying recalling

Briar's POV

We entered our dorm and almost fell on the floor due to tiredness. Maybe it wasn’t just that, because waking up in Mr. Wilson’s bed wasn’t something I was expecting. Strangely I was so tensed that my mind couldn’t erase the image of me waking up under his bedsheets.

I was still sitting on our floor mat when my mind reminded me of my current situation. I wanted to know the answers to all of my questions.

"What happened? How did we come back? Did I get too drunk? Why were we in Mr. Wilson's room? Did he scold us a lot?" I asked all of it in one breath.

Saying I was utterly confused, was just an understatement, I was genuinely petrified. I just rambled all of it without taking a pause for breath, because my mind was driving in many directions and somehow all of them just gave me the end result in the worst scenarios.

Charlotte came near me and made me sit on the bed. But I recklessly kept on asking. "What the hell happened please tell me. My head will explode." I said in pani
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