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CHAPTER 48: The Jail Booth

     NATHAN came over my direction, glaring at me as if I was the one who did something wrong. I bit my lower lip, before wiping away my tears, not wanting him to see me being weak and vulnerable. After all, he is not my best friend anymore.

“What’s your problem?!” he asked, as if questioning me.

“Did you really come here just to ask me that?” I asked him back, my voice slightly breaking out.

“Yes. You’re making a big deal out of picking colors for our booth. You are making me look like a bad person.”

“Because you’re being one, Nathan! Why are you acting like a jerk all of the sudden? Is this because–”

“This conversation is over.”

       He was about to walk away when I pulled his arm, not wanting him to go without finishing our conversation. He pulled his arms away from me, retrieving it while glaring upon my direction.

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