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Chapter 47

Author: Mirela
last update Last Updated: 2025-02-23 01:33:26

GUTEMBERG

Timmy stopped walking, staring at me with wide eyes, as if he had been punched. And then, to my utter amazement, he started laughing. An uncontrollable, almost maniacal laugh that filled the room with a disconcerting energy.

He rubbed his face with his hands and looked at me incredulously.

"You can't be serious. Do you like her?" He shook his head, still laughing.

"That's none of your fucking business," I growled back, not recognizing my own voice.

Where did all this anger come from?

"Yes, it's my fucking business. Do you know why? Because you don't have the right to say that." He took a deep breath, trying to calm down, but failing miserably. "You don't have the right. Not after everything you've done. After fighting that childish war with her. After..." He made a broad gesture with his hands, as if trying to encompass everything that had happened between us. "After all that."

I just shrugged, trying to stay calm as I stared at him.

"I never did anything against her."

Timmy
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