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Chapter 122: Who The Fuck Is She?

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~Damon~

“Who is she?” she demanded, each word sharper than the last. “Tell me, Damon. Who the fuck are you fucking?”

I didn’t answer.

I couldn’t.

Because my silence said more than a thousand confessions ever could.

“Oh my God,” she hissed through the phone. “You are. You fucking are. I can hear it in your breath. You’re panting. You’re hiding. Is she there now? Is that why you’re whispering like a goddamn criminal? Is that why you won’t say her name?”

I closed my eyes and leaned back against the bathroom wall, chest tight, jaw clenched so hard it hurt. Her voice drilled into my skull, each word slicing deeper than the last, but I didn’t flinch. I deserved it. I knew that.

I’d earned every bit of the storm I was about to walk into. But that didn’t mean I was ready to let her drag me back into the flames she once lit in my life.

“Damon, fucking answer me,” she snapped, breath ragged now. “Who is she? What pathetic little bitch opened her legs for you whi
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