Chapter 51
Author: Rose Sam
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The room was filled with tension as Sandra paced back and forth in her bedroom in agitation, her cell phone clutched tightly in her trembling hand.

Her face was flushed with a mix of worry and anger, and her voice quivered with frustration as she dialed a number.

With each ring, her anxiety seemed to intensify, and she muttered impatiently under her breath. Finally, a click on the other end, and a faint, weak voice echoed through the line.

"Hello?"

"Sam!" Sandra practically exclaimed, her words rushing out like a tidal wave. "Are you alright?"

Samantha sat still on her bed, still trying to recover from the fact that Mason could still be alive, her phone pressed to her ear as she heard the urgency and softness of Sandra's voice on the other end of the line.

Her brows were furrowed in confusion, and her fingers idly twirled a strand of hair as she tried to respond. "I.." her voice quivered.

"Have you seen the news? You won't believe what's happening in the media!"

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