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SIX - 2nd part

作者: Gentle Roses
last update 最終更新日: 2025-09-25 06:03:51

Naomi’s POV

The next morning, the sun felt like a spotlight on my shame. I'd woken up with a headache that came not just from the cheap alcohol but also from the relentless thrumming in my skull that echoed the guilt in my chest. I knew I should have stayed in my room, hidden away until the storm passed, but I decided to put on a brave face.

I got out of bed with a dull groan, stripping out of my pajamas as I walked to the bathroom. I took my bath, threw on an old sweatshirt over a pair of grey leggings and descended the staircase.

The house was quiet and tense. I could feel it in the way the house staff moved, their steps quieter than usual, their eyes averted. I saw my dad standing outside the study, his back to me, the line of his shoulders rigid. He was on the phone, his voice a low, rumbling growl.

I tried to keep my head down, sliding into the kitchen for coffee like some kind of criminal.

Dad’s voice cut across the room like a whip as he walked into the kitchen.

“Do we not own
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