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Being A Good Girl

Penulis: Liy Lah
last update Terakhir Diperbarui: 2025-01-30 23:54:46

Tracey's P.O.V

Ryan had promised to come find me after meeting with Damien, and I had been waiting back in my room since then with my thoughts running wild.

Damien couldn’t even give me a moment of warmth with my only friend. Was that how much he hated seeing me happy?

I sighed, looking around the room I once stayed in.

Everything was exactly as I had left it— the vase still standing on the small wooden table near the window, the bed neatly arranged and even the pillows untouched.

It felt as if time had stood still in here.

With a groan, I let my body sink into the mattress, staring at the ceiling.

The reality was finally dawning on me that I was back here. In this hellhole—Damien's house.

The door opened, and I sat up, my heart pounding for reasons I couldn’t explain.

I watched as Ryan stepped in, a smile widely spread on his face.

“Hey, Ryan,” I said, forcing a small smile.

“Came to check on me so quickly?”

Ryan gave me that warm, familiar smiled—the only comforting thing in th
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