Chapter 8 Mr W(Right)

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Caspian

I gazed at Ava, concern etched on my face. She was staring blankly ahead, her eyes glassy and unresponsive. Her hands were clenched into fists, and her feet were tapping impatiently on the floor. I could sense her agitation, but I had no idea what was causing it.

"Ava, what's wrong?"...

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