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101| What Was I Made For?
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The Bait, The Ruin 101| What Was I Made For?
WELLINGTON'S POVThe chain continues to rattle as I hear the man's footsteps as he walks slowly towards me. As if he knows how affected I am by the sound and he's deliberately taunting me.My heart aches with pain, and my mouth is now too dry as I hide my face. I hear the hat man cackle when I can't stop the roar that claws at my throat."No... take that away from me!" My eyes are still pressed shut, but the smell reaches me first, rusty old blood, the same smell from the night I lost everything I thought I deserved to build. My body remembers before my mind catches up. Sweat slick my back, and my wrists burn against the handcuffs."Open your eyes, Tito," the man's voice comes, unhurried. He sounds amused.I don't want to open my eyes, but I do when I don't hear the rattling of the chain anymore. His face is half covered by the hat, and smoke from his tobacco covers the other half so that I don't recognize him, but I know the voice. "You are going against our deal, Bambam." Kayla's
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DAHLIA'S POVI stagger backwards at the impact of those words, this time not strong enough to keep myself standing as my legs give way beneath me, so I slack to the floor in a heap, feeling my heart swell up painfully and then burst into waves of unbearable pain that radiate through my entire body. The message hits me like a hammer to the chest, shattering what little composure I have left.No, she couldn't have done that. He's lying, I try to assure myself, repeating the words over and over in my mind like a desperate mantra, clinging to the hope that this is just another cruel trick meant to break me further, but the doubt creeps in anyway, gnawing at the edges of my sanity.My mother came back for me, she wants to make up for all the years she's lost and maybe fix whatever she can. She couldn't have set Wellington up, at least, for my sake. Was the whole grabbing me, saving me from DSS men and taking me to St. Martins and… fuck, was all of that a plan to lure him to that place?I
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WELLINGTON'S POVI start to lower my weapon slowly, the heavy metal feeling like lead in my trembling hands as I raise one hand up in surrender, my palm open and exposed while I keep my eyes locked on her the entire time, searching desperately for any sign of the ally I thought I had. It's my fault for always trusting so easily even after facing all the disappointments and witnessing what trust costs people, the kind of painful price that leaves scars deeper than any blade could carve into flesh. My heart pounds with a mix of regret and exhaustion, torn between the desperate need to believe in someone and the bitter knowledge that trust has only ever led me into betrayal. I can feel the sweat trickling down my back, my muscles tense.One of the men steps forward, grabs my hands roughly and pulls them forcefully to my back, twisting my arms in a way that sends sharp pain shooting through my shoulders while he pushes me forward without mercy. She just stands there and watches, her ex
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DAHLIA'S POV I wake up with a gasp, my body drenched in cold sweat as a scream tears through the silence. My heart pounds wildly against my ribs as I sit up, disoriented, my ears ringing… then I realize the space beside me is empty. Jerome isn’t in bed. Panic grips me instantly. I throw the cover
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