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Chapter 2

How small the world is.

My breath was caught up in my lungs, and I couldn't process anything in my head. I kept looking at him with wide eyes. His charcoal-grey eyes moved all over my frame. It's a nightmare. It's a nightmare. I repeated in my head the way he was looking at me. His charcoal-grey eyes were giving me a panic attack, but I took a deep breath. 

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