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– Wait for Max.

– Max? she asked, feeling both anger, confusion, and misunderstanding at the same time. It was in my blood to get stuck in history, but to do this…

He didn’t answer. Instead, he closed the room. All I heard was the click of a lock.

– Hey! I grabbed the handle and pulled. – Open! I’m not going to sit here and wait for your Max!

Twitched again. Nothing. Not knowing what to do, she turned around and looked around the room. A wide bed with wooden posts on the sides, a closet in the corner, next to it is a small safe built into the wall.

Inside me, everything bubbled with indignation. What am I to them, what kind of doll or object of sale?! Nervously took a couple of steps, threw her purse on the bed. Yes, it was in my blood to get stuck in history, but some kind of fight between classmates is one thing, but this…

She ran her fingers through her loose black hair and ruffled it. What right does this Max have to keep me here?! She looked back at the bed.

– Diamine (Damn it – translated from Italian.)! – protsedila through her teeth. She exhaled and rubbed her face with her hand.