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"Don't listen to Jaden, or any of them for that matter. You'll regret it, trust me." I warned Hafsa
She got upset. "But why?? They're my friends, no?" She said in a confused tone.
I sighed with strong frustration. How will I get her to listen? All she wanted to do was to have friends, but now she might do something illegal and if I try to prevent it, she might think I'm the bad guy! This is going to be very difficult.
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