Chapter 25

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It was a gloomy sunday afternoon as I trudged along the gravel path, my shoes dragging with each step.

The humid air brushed past my skin, the plastic cover filled with food ruffled against it.

The idea of this date seeming to make my heart flutter even more than any of the others.

As I reached the starting of your lane, an ominous feeling grew with the disappearing silver line of the clouds.

I pushed it aside.

What could even happen?

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