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CHAPTER 62- A TOAST TO HER DOOM

Author: Geneva .A. Zwicker
last update Last Updated: 2025-09-04 05:47:18

The room was so silent after his words that Amira felt the ticking clock above the mantel vibrate in her chest. Montez’s voice still echoed in her head, sharp and cold.

Equally rising to her feet, she dropped the remote onto the couch, her fingers trembling as if she had been holding fire. She tried to open her mouth, to explain, but the words stuck. The television was still blaring, still showing her, still tearing her apart with its merciless exposure.

Finally, she whispered, “It isn’t what it looks like.”

Montez’s eyes narrowed, his jaw flexing. He leaned forward, his gaze fixed on her like a predator cornering its prey. “Then tell me what it is. Because from where I sit, I see you prancing half-naked under cheap neon lights with another name. And now, the entire city sees it too.”

Her lips quivered. “I—I-I had no choice. You don’t know what I went through.”

“No choice?”
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