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CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND FIFTY-FOUR: THE TAUNT

Author: Vivienne
last update Last Updated: 2025-06-08 23:32:56

MAVERICK

I shut the door behind me and leaned both hands on the bathroom sink, my head bowed, chest heaving as I tried to process what the hell had just happened in there.

I raised my head to look at my reflection in the mirror. It didn’t say shit. Just stared back like it was waiting for me to crack first.

It had been a long fucking night for me.

I’d locked Iris without even thinking about the kids or whether they would need her, I just focused on making her feel sorry.

There was no single version of this where I didn’t come off looking like an asshole. I knew that, and yet, I still did it. And then I’d ended up blaming her for it. The look on her face when I was being mean to her gutted me badly. My heart twisted violently in my chest, but I just couldn't stop.

Maybe because I needed space, or because I needed to breathe. To know what I was walking into before deciding to drag her into any more of this mess.

Rhoda’s words were still lodged in my head, playing over and over like a b
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