Chapter 70

“I was hit!” John said abruptly.

John's abrupt declaration sent ripples of tension through the room. Stephanie's eyes widened, mirroring the shock that rippled through her. He held her gaze for a moment before shifting his attention to Modelisa, whose expression betrayed a mix of apprehension and guilt.

John hesitated, his mind grappling with the weight of his words. Yet, spurred on by Modelisa's silent urging, he pressed forward.

"It was the floor," John muttered, his voice barely above a whisper, as if the admission itself carried a heavy burden.

Stephanie's brows furrowed in confusion, her disbelief evident in the way she leaned forward, urging him to clarify.

"The floor hit you?" Modelisa's voice was tinged with skepticism, a silent warning to tread carefully in the murky waters of their shared secret.

John hesitated, feeling the weight of their expectations bearing down on him. He swallowed hard, his gaze flickering away from Modelisa's intense stare, which seemed to bore into
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