Chapter 115 Drunken Trouble-Making

Sloane's POV

The teacher patted my back, trying to comfort me. "It's okay, Sloane. The children are fine—just scared."

A trace of exhaustion and lingering fear in her voice.

She pointed to the center of the yard, where a man sat drunkenly on the ground, clutching an empty bottle and mumbling inc...

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