Chapter 8 Being Watched

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 After we all woke up it was time to get ready for another day of our stories. On the way to my story I reassured myself that of course Jax didn't kill them he isn't that kind of guy, then Jax ran up to me, speak of the devil, and said,

"Good luck today, my beautiful Rosette. " He winked as he walked ahead of me. As I continue walking to the set of my story. I feel as though I'm being watched. I look around trying to figure out where this feeling may be coming from. My eyes landed on the Story Tellers' building. I couldn't see anything out of the ordinary so I shrugged it off and continued on to the set of my story.

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