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Chapter 18; Innocent questions

Penulis: E.J kate
last update Tanggal publikasi: 2026-04-06 23:16:16

ALEX

I sat at my desk staring at the same email for what felt like the hundredth time, the words blurring together.

Sleep had been almost nonexistent since THE blow-up with Bella. Every time I closed my eyes, I saw her face the way it crumpled when I called her a needy little whore. The shame in her eyes. The way she’d pulled back like I’d slapped her.

I rubbed my forehead, guilt sitting like a rock in my chest. I’d apologized right away, but the damage was done. She’d barely looked at me sinc
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