Chapter 112 History Class

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A snap of fingers right at my left ear drew me up—away from the vacuum of the bleak rainforest in my dreams—into the presence of a blue-eyed professor whose eyes burned with gentle fury.

“Sleeping in class on your first day??”

A repeat of the sentence scrawled past his parched lips which...

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