Chapter 7 - Sampaguita

**PROLOGUE**

[2002]

"Miss Delos Reyes, I'll need to speak with you after class. Your grades aren't getting better, even though we moved you to this class hoping you'd improve."

"I'm sorry, ma'am."

As I was putting away my test paper, the teacher called out, "Miss Estacio."

"If you have free time, please help Miss Delos Reyes, dear."

I hesitated for a moment and looked at Kenley, who couldn't look directly at our teacher. Eventually, I nodded to ma'am since all my classmates' attention was now on me.

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"Just take my notes and study them when you get home," I said, tossing them to her, which she quickly caught.

"Thank you--"

"No need," I said before turning my back on her.

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[2002]

SAMPAGUITA

To others, its scent is captivating.

But why does it feel this way?

Your sweet scent warns of danger.

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