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Cleopatra POV
A day has passed but Van still does not come to our house. As I remember, Van should have come here yesterday but he didn't go.
I sighed and peeked out the window.
What is going on with him? I have no news about him. I want to go to him but my pride exists more.
"Who can follow us with my pride?" I whispered to myself so I immediately ran down to my room and walked to get the car key then walked to the car.
I can not take it anymore. I love Van too much to tolerate him. Stupidly I did not listen to him then.
My emotions just existed during those times.
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