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Chapter 10 - Texts, Threats & Uninvited Guests

Author: Anney GW
last update Last Updated: 2025-05-15 14:30:58

Amelia’s POV

My heart plummeted as the door flew open.

I braced myself. I could already picture it: the scandal, the whispers. "She’s dating her ex’s uncle?!" "A sister’s revenge for her ruined wedding." The gossip magazines would eat it all up.

But… the room was empty.

Thank God.

Victoria peered around as if someone might be hiding behind a broom. Then she turned slowly, eyes narrowing.

I forced a casual shrug. "See? I told you there was no one there. You two really are paranoid."

"Paranoid, hmm?" Victoria echoed, her voice razor-thin. "Funny how defensive you are for someone who has nothing to hide."

I stiffened, the smile dropping from my face.

"I’m not being defensive," I said, a little too quickly. "You guys were accusing me of hiding a man in a closet! Don’t you think it’s a little unfair to attack me like that?"

Victoria crossed her arms. "I never said anything about a man." She smirked, just slightly. "Interesting that you did."

I scoffed. Tristan said nothing, but the look in
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