Chapter 11

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Once again i was released but since i dont care about my health, i smoked again, and lucky for me, i fainted again. This time when i woke up, Chris was on the chair beside the bed with tears overflowing his face. 'Damn, i hate people who cry' I  wanted to say but Chris's intense gaze shut me up. One look at me, and he walked out, no wait, practically ran out of my hospital room. "Great" i mumbled.

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