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𝘊𝘩𝘢𝘱𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘦𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵𝘦𝘦𝘯 : 𝗌𝖾𝖼𝗋𝖾𝗍𝗌𝐈𝐍𝐃𝐈𝐀 𝐑

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𝘊𝘩𝘢𝘱𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘦𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵𝘦𝘦𝘯 : 𝗌𝖾𝖼𝗋𝖾𝗍𝗌
𝐈𝐍𝐃𝐈𝐀 𝐑. 𝐂𝐎𝐗.

"Thank you so much!" India thanked her hairstylist sliding the payment into the palm of her hands.

Throwing her rock star jacket around her small frame body she attempted to get up but wanted to ask her hairdresser Tina about something that's been on her mind.

"Tina, can I ask you something?"

"Yeah sure." Tina slightly nodded her head taking a seat next to India.

"Well it's about something that's been on my mind and I need your feedback on it." taking a deep breath she spoke again.

"Yeah sure go ahead." she slightly smiled giving India her full attention.

"Well... what if you knew someone faked their death and wasn't dead the whole time just to save them from someone?"! India stared at her hairstylist figuersly biting down on her bottom lip nervously.

"Umm well I would probably keep it a secret if someone faked their death to get away from someone then I wouldn't blame them and probably would've done the same." she shrugged pursing her lips together.

India felt guilty for keeping such a lie to herself that she knew sooner or later would be exposed but on the other side didn't care.

She felt as though Dess ruined the relationship with Von that she could've had. Durk was her husband but he couldn't please her in bed and having a one-night stand with Von made her attached to him which resulted in her making up lies to break up with him and Dess which worked perfectly.

Plan successful.

Pulling into the driveway of a dark alley India put the car in park stepping outside of it she began making her way up to a dingy old house that was abandoned

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Pulling into the driveway of a dark alley India put the car in park stepping outside of it she began making her way up to a dingy old house that was abandoned.

She stood against a brick all on the other side of the house waiting for an anonymous person. Staring at the city below and how beautiful Chicago was.

She pulled her phone out and swiped it to the left scanned her Face ID unlocking it she went to an old text thread between her and Von.

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