"Love, obsession are two different things. I don't know why you don't get it" I shouted at him already fed up of him stalking me
"This is not obsession but, love" he shouted at me back "I love you, Christiana" he said calmly, it almost sounded like a whisper
"Gabriella is dead! Were you the one that killed her?" I asked him as i looked at him curiously 
He didn’t say anything as he continued looking at me
"You killed her? I am going to report you to the police for thos crime" I said to him as I brought out my phone from my bag
"Listen to me, I wasn't the one that killed her. I don't even know anything about the killing" he said as he still remained calm
"You are the one that killed her" I said to him still insisting 
"I SAID, I WASN'T THE ONE THAT KILLED HER" he said shouting at me. His shout scared me that my phone slipped from my hand
His face remained scary as he continued looking at me
Oh goodness! 


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I am sure you will love reading young lovers grow together with mixed experiences! Xoxo!!!

MY LIFE WITH THE DEADLY PLAYER

“Yeah, they were so helpful. I finished my work fast because of how easier it was to read the text books” Jessica admitted as she blushed. 


Lol! I am sure she is having a crush on Hansel because; of the way she just blushed and smiled. It is so obvious! The lanterns shone everywhere made it obvious that her cheeks were red. 


Hansel seems not to notice or he is ignoring her because of, how unmoved he looked. 


“Come on, enough with talking and let get some Mexicans burritos over there” Yung said pointing at the stall where many students gathered 


“They are so many there!” I commented as I looked at how it looked so lousy 


“It shows how the students love the way the burritos are delicious” Yung responded with a smile as he made his way there. We had no choice but to follow along since, we decided on moving together. 


“How is everything in the hostel?” Hansel asked in a low voice as he walked beside me 


CHAPTER FIFTY NINE: YOU WANT A BITE?