CHAPTER TWENTY-SEVEN

Amal Usman 3.3k words

NICKOLAS

I stare at my mate, lying prone on the ground of my best friend's porch, confusion and concern flood my mind. What the fuck is going on? My mind races with questions, but I push them aside for the moment, choosing to focus on helping her first.

Rushing over to her...

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