Chapter 237: If you are sick, so I’m I.

My friends didn’t hesitate. They practically fled the room.

Oh, absolutely not. I was getting answers—now.

When we were alone, I glared at him. It felt strange, being angry at Isaiah. I couldn’t remember the last time we fought. I hated the feeling.

“What the hell was that?” I spat.

“What?”

“Wh...

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