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Chapter 113— Beg For The Mercy I Never Had.

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~Sara~

I crumple the photograph so hard it cuts into my palm.

I knew they were going to come at me hard, but this... I crush the picture tighter... this is low. Even for them.

Around me, the lobby explodes into chaos.

Staff members scramble across the floor, grabbing scattered photos. Reporters shove against security, forcing their way inside. The televisions mounted on the walls scream breaking news, painting me as some twisted monster who enjoys ruining lives.

Jason lunges forward and snatche
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