Chapter 55 Piercing Stare

Mila’s POV

"Mila, stop lying to us," Paris said, dropping his backpack onto the cafeteria table with a loud thud. He leaned across the table, his sharp green eyes narrowing at me. "You have a cut on your lip, and while the bruises on your arms are faded, I can clearly tell they were bad. So, what t...

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