The message

On the table was Samantha's phone and Ansel read the messages carefully.

Ansel couldn't control the frown that appeared on his face.

The people who had sent her the message seemed to be bullying her and it didn't turn out to be a good message.

Ansel stopped to read the messages, it wouldn't be right if Samantha caught him reading the text, she wouldn't like it.

He also wouldn't like it if someone had randomly opened his inbox to read messages.

Ansel stepped away from the table, he shoved his hands into his pocket and proceeded to walk away.

He passed by Samantha's room and a fragrance caught his attention.

It was the type of fragrance that she wore when going to work in the morning.

But this time around, the scent was more obvious and it wasn't like the faint scent that she carried around.

Ansel remembered what he had seen on her phone.

Could it be that she was going to do what her family advised her to?

Shaking his head, Ansel decided that he would try to stop her from making a fool

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