CHAPTER TWELVE
Yes. It would hurt my pride majorly. And probably my dignity a bit more than that. and my sanity would just go out the window if Levi didn't believe me and decided I was cuckoo.
I dashed down the hall. Emergency! Emergency! Levi, if you left to go home or something, I will literally do a Fortnite dance over your dead body!
As I dashed down the hall, Levi was still there. Now sitting on the chair, and holding the bandage, which had a drop of blood on it. And something else too. A letter with my name. Levi was reading it, fists clenched around the letter. "Levi! What's that?" I said, looking at the letter. Levi looked up. "Huh? Did Zal send something?" I asked, and Levi stood up to grab me by the collar. "You witch. You've been stealing letters meant for Cordelia?"
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