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Chapter 8

I hit the bag and then another, and another, each time the strength and anger that I was feeling at this moment increased more and more.

Ryder Hayes is the most hateful person I have ever met in my life. Everyone here treats him and obeys him like a God, while I implore the Devil himself to take him away as soon as possible.

People are now looking at me vigilantly, now the whole fucking circus I'm living in is looking out for me. This is a nightmare. Ryder is my personal nightmare. We hadn't known each other for more than a week and I already hated him like nobody else on the damn planet.

It had only been six hours since he spoke in front of everyone in the dining room, and since then I haven't stopped cursing him for a second.

I went down to the gym hours ago and I didn't stop hitting the bag, I was consumed with anger that I had never felt for anyone. My knuckles ache, and from standing still and constantly moving, my legs are shaking, but I won't stop.

Courtney stands on the other
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