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JACQUELINE'S POV.

I sat up in bed, messy hair flying over my face, and down my shoulders. Boredom was holding me down too hard. I climbed out of bed, the cold floor icing my feet. 

“Hobart is so boring, and Damien is so busy. Why does he have to be so busy?" I grumbled, tucking my hair behind my e...

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