~{CHADWICK'S POV}~
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I sat in the garden and a lady came and sat beside me but I didn't look at her, rather I focused on the flower I was busily stripping away its petals while saying, "she loves me, she loves me not, she loves me, she loves me n-"
"She loves you, Chadwick," the lady answered with a thrill in her voice and I finally looked at her with an irritated look and scoffed.
"I know she loves me, there is only one petal left, meaning she loves me," I triumphantly said and pulled off the petal before saying, "she loves me."
"Is this about Ellen?" She asked.
"No, it is about my damn manhood, I cannot tell if it loves me or not," I sarcastically responded and heard her sigh before saying, "You are annoyed, is it with me?"
"What do you want?" I gruffly asked and tsked at her as I nonchalantly crossed a leg over the other while enjoying the beautiful scenery.
"My sister is in danger and even after giving out a warning, Deborah couldn't discern it," she explained.
