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CHAPTER 134 The Gallery of Pressure
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Dumped ,Because His Her Is Back Chapter 137
They called it an interrogation, but the room felt more like a confession chamber disguised with fluorescent lights and metal walls. The manipulator now stripped of the armor of anonymity, reputation, and rehearsed charm sat with their hands cuffed to the table. For months, they’d hidden in shadows, twisting narratives, releasing letters at the wrong time, pulling gossip like puppet strings, and setting both Liam and Amara on collision courses built entirely on half-truth, silence, and emotional exhaustion. Now, with evidence compiled, Jordan’s testimony, and the recovered files Liam never got the chance to deliver, there was nowhere left to hide. Their voice, once confident and mocking, was oddly quiet as the detective read aloud the compiled timeline of every sabotage, every intercepted message, every deliberate misdirection. The words didn’t echo; the shame sat heavy in the space like smoke.Liam watched through the one-way glass. He didn’t want revenge. He didn’t want apologies. H
Dumped ,Because His Her Is Back Chapter 136 The Day the Mask Finally Fell
The world felt strangely quiet for a day that was supposed to end everything.Amara stood at the edge of the abandoned warehouse district, her arms wrapped around herself as cold wind swept across the cracked pavement. Police lights flashed in the distance, reflected in puddles, turning the ground into broken shards of red and blue. But even the sirens seemed dull compared to the storm gathering inside her.It was over.After months of stalking, manipulation, fear, suspicion, letters, threats, and traps…It was finally over.She watched as officers led him out the man who had shadowed her life, infected her relationships, and almost destroyed everything she loved without ever lifting a hand.The manipulator.His real name didn’t matter.Not anymore.What mattered was that he was caught wrists cuffed, face exposed, all the masks he had worn finally stripped away. Cameras flashed as detectives shoved him toward a waiting car.For a moment, he turned his head not toward the police, no
Dumped ,Because His Her Is Back CHAPTER 135 THE TIGHTENING MIND
Night folds around the city like a fist tightening slowly, inch by inch, and nobody feels that pressure more acutely than Amara though she doesn’t yet know why. She simply feels… watched. Observed. Tugged by a presence she can’t name, like the air itself has a pulse now, tapping rhythmically at the back of her skull.Her art exhibit has been open for two hours, and by all accounts, it’s a success. People are crowding, murmuring, taking pictures, pretending to understand what each painting means while she stands near the far wall, pretending she doesn’t notice the cameras, the whispers, the subtle thread of gossip that always seems to slither wherever she goes now. The hall is warm. Too warm. The lights feel brighter than usual, and each spotlight seems to pierce like a needle rather than glow.But what unsettles her isn’t the praise, or the critics, or the flashes of phones.It’s the way her newest piece the one she painted during her most chaotic nights keeps drawing people who don
Dumped ,Because His Her Is Back CHAPTER 134 The Gallery of Pressure
The morning of her exhibit began with a silence too smooth to trust.Amara felt it the moment she opened her eyes the kind of silence that wasn’t peace, but a held breath. The kind that settled over her skin like a thin sheet of cold glass. The kind that didn’t belong in her apartment, which usually hummed with tiny, familiar noises: the fridge kicking on, the neighbor’s radio in the hallway, the occasional car slipping past the window downstairs.But today… nothing.Just a stillness so strange it felt intentional.She lay there for a moment, staring at the ceiling, her heart thumping with a heaviness she couldn’t place. She tried brushing it off nerves from the exhibit, maybe, or the remnants of the dream she couldn’t fully recall but the feeling clung to her.Something was wrong.Or something was coming.She couldn’t tell which.She rose anyway, because the world wasn’t going to pause just because her instincts whispered warnings. She moved through her morning routine slowly, her f
Dumped ,Because His Her Is Back CHAPTER 133 THE SUV WITH NO FACE
Amara’s POVAmara had always trusted the night.It was the one place where her thoughts softened, where the city dimmed enough for her mind to breathe. She walked home from her studio, fingertips still stained with cobalt blue and burnt sienna, her bag heavy with unfinished sketches. The evening was cool, the sky low, the air humming with the quiet promise of rain.She didn’t know she was being watched.She didn’t know the night she trusted had already been rewritten.Her steps were slow, unhurried. She had lingered in her studio longer than usual trying to outrun the itching discomfort she could not name. The gossip storm had died down a little, but something in her gut insisted the silence was a lie. Too neat. Too convenient. Too intentional.She brushed the thought aside.Tonight was supposed to be good. She had just finished the concept sketch for the centerpiece of her upcoming exhibit a blend of shadow and gold, grief and rebirth. She was finally creating again.She didn’t hear
Dumped ,Because His Her Is Back CHAPTER 132 THE SHADOW THAT MOVES
Liam’s POVThe night had the kind of silence that felt intentional thick, deliberate, almost watchful. Liam wasn’t someone who feared the dark, but lately, the shadows seemed to recognize him. They shifted when he walked. They whispered when he looked away. They followed not closely enough to be obvious, but never far enough to ignore.He first noticed the SUV two nights ago.A black, unmarked vehicle with tinted windows, sitting too still on a street where everything else hummed with movement. At first, he brushed it off as paranoia the kind that naturally grew in a man living inside rumors, half-truths, and the wreckage of a love that had been twisted into a spectacle.But tonight… the SUV didn’t just appear.It moved.It followed.It hunted.Liam stepped out of the small convenience store, a bottle of water in one hand, the receipt in the other. It wasn’t until the automatic doors hissed shut behind him that he felt the shift the air tightening, awareness sharpening. The SUV sat ac
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