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Chapter Sixty

Author: Tee Growrich
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The rain had slowed to a drizzle by the time I pulled into the office parking lot. It was past 10 a.m. unlike me. I rarely ever came in this late, but the events of last night had left my mind spinning. I had barely slept, haunted by the stinging echo of Stacy’s voice.

Don’t like the taste? Or are you allergic to it, Tessa?

She’d said my name like it was a loaded gun, aiming straight for the part of me I’d spent years burying beneath a new name, a new city, and a carefully curated life. Even now, the thought of her watching me as I drank that juice, the faint twitch of satisfaction in her smile… it made my chest tighten.

I stepped into the building, shook off the umbrella, and walked briskly toward my office. Most of the staff I passed gave me polite nods or warm good mornings. But something felt… off.

Like air thick with static before a storm.

When I turned down the hall leading to my office, I slowed. The door was slightly ajar.

Odd.

I frowned. I never left it like that
Tee Growrich

Whew… what a chapter, right? This story has taken us through pain, betrayal, survival, and revenge… but we’re only just getting started. Camilla’s world is layered with secrets… every choice she makes is a step closer to either justice… or destruction. If you’ve made it this far, I want to say THANK YOU for reading. Truly. Your support keeps this story breathing, and your reactions help me pour even more emotion into every chapter. So please, take a second to leave a comment. I want to know what you’re feeling, who you’re rooting for, who made you scream, or gasp. Your thoughts mean everything to me. And if the story has gripped your heart in any way, don’t forget to leave a review. It helps more readers find their way here. With love and plot twists, [Tee Growrich]

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