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"What a hectic day?! I gotta call Sarah and apologise for the text, this demon needs to die, I don't care what it takes." Samantha gripped her phone and thereafter dialled Sarah's digits.
Samantha: "Hello, Sarah. How're you?"
Sarah: "Very well. Thank you."
Samantha: "I'm sorry for the text I sent yesterday, I was in a mental breakdown"
Sarah: " What text?" Sarah asked in perplexity.
Samantha: "Didn't you get any text?"
Sarah: "No. I didn't. What's it about?"
Samantha: " Nevermind, babe. I wanna ask you a question, should I?" Sarah: "Of course. Definitely."
Samantha: " What's up with the contract that brought me here?"
Sarah: "I thought you've refused to call. Anyway, I'm not backing out, never!" Sarah yelled the never.
Samantha: " I was hooked up, pardon me. I've gotten some new plans."
Sarah: "Oh. Really?"
Samantha: " Yeah, really.
Sarah: " I'm all ears."The call got disconnected before she could speak.
" Damn it. I'm outta airtime." Samantha lamented. "But how come she didn't get the text?" She checked her phone and realised the text was sent to Leah. She met Leah at the club and they got along real quick.
"What the hell?! I'm so wasted, I was so excited that I had to send the text to someone else." She rolled her eyes as she buried her head in her hands.I'm so sorry, this chapter is really short. I promise to make it up to y'all very soon 🌹
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