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111. Confession

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Aurel

The TV screen in the living room flashes white.

Neylan stands right in the middle of a crowded press room. Microphones from ten different news outlets cluster around his chest. Microphones with giant red logos. Microphones from the sports channels that spent the last six hours calling him a monster.

"I'm here to clear the air," Neylan says, his voice flat and steady through the TV speaker. "First of all, the engagement between me and Elyce is officially off."

The room full of reporters ex
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Yakira Springs
Shantel and Treyvon got a different story on their end. By the way, a lot has already happened between Them at this point considering they're even in the same room and he's leaning into him. We can't divert to them since they're not the focus of KNOTTING ON ICE.
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Yakira Springs
You probably didn't take note but remember after he saw Treyvon for the first time, he was bickering to Aurel about how cool Treyvon was on his social media page... he's still penniless, that you have a lot of followers doesn't mean cash out. lols.. He's still pregnant, they're not the focus now.
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Guido Ferro Canale
I am unpersuaded by the sudden shift of Shantel from penniless, scared Omega to influencer. Besides, did his pregnancy by Treyvon disappear altogether?
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