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Chapter 131: Amendment
JANVIC
It was probably the best night that we all spent together. We got to experience a good jacuzzi bonding, we got to eat a table full of splendid and variety of foods, and we got to enter a mansion with an infinity pool and a zoo brimmed with almost all kinds of animals particular to the place. It was as if we had went on a trip to four different destinations in just one night and in just one place. It was a cute, a definite cute experience, and no one, none of us, would ever deny it at least. I was so confident that this would remain in our memory forever, and this would surely top all the existed so-called happy memories we once had. In just a span of few hours, we were able to forget what gruesome and terrible event had taken place back when we were on the school. It was indeed true when the old men said that the more happenings occur, the slower the time you think was moving. Now I was able to prove that urban saying bec
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