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Chapter Fifty Seven

I stared at the cold milkshake in my hands and took a sip. I seriously reconsidered if it was a good idea agreeing to meet up with Cindy. But she did not sound alright on the phone and a part of me was concerned about her. 

 I looked up as footsteps approached the table and she sat opposite me. I squinted at the pair of sun shades that obscured her eyes. She tugged at the hem of her shirt and adjusted the face cap she wore. 

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