P.S: dearest readers please skip to to first # in this chapter. That's where the continuation really starts. My device has been acting up by replicating some parts of the previous chapters. I've tried to correct it but I found that it is not working. Please bare with me.
Thanks.
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"Fuck," she muttered.
"It feels like it's been a week since he last had an actual night of sleep," Katie continued, unbothered by Kyla's troubles with the vending machine. "It's obvious he still feels so strongly for Maryann."
What exactly was going on here? Was she saying what Kyla thought she was saying? Was Katie out here to voice out the thoughts that had been on her mind all through the drive down to the hospital?
"Is there something you want?" Kyla kicked the bottom of the machine, stifling another curse when she realized her toes had fared much worse than the machine. Dammit.
