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Chapter 5

Word Count: 743    |    Released on: 04/07/2025

her fingers tightening in my hair

ant only for me. "It was all a game. Every kiss, every promise. He was ju

er from the very beginning. The scandal that destroyed his family? It was so easy to pin on yours. Your mother was h

on every good memory I had left. Was it all a lie? Th

lapped me. Hard. The sound echoed in the small boo

you were ever better

ured it over my head. The cold, sticky liquid streamed down my hair, my face, and soaked the front of my sil

rted to rain, and we were soaked. He had wrapped me in his arms, laughing, and kissed the rain from my face, telling me he had

had apparently stepped out for a moment, and now he was back, his eyes taking in the s

le, which clattered to the floor. Tears welled up in her e

ack! She attacked me! She just went crazy, screaming a

he was going to kill you, that she'd see you burn

mplete fabrication designed to turn

saw my disheveled state, the defiance still simmering in my eyes, and he chose to believe Chloe's lie. His quest fo

ad ever heard it. He grabbed my arm, yanking me to

into his chest in a show of vulnerabil

re of comfort he had denied me all night

h hell. "You want to play the part of a wild an

iny, triumphant smirk. She had won this round. She had successfully painted me as the vi

my suffering. And as I stumbled through the dark corridors of the club, a single thoug

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