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Chapter 56: Regret

مؤلف: Adelina Beston
last update تاريخ النشر: 2025-12-16 20:15:02

Shirley's POV:

I looked at Steven sitting across from me, the same man I once thought would protect me. I watched his mouth move—promises, regrets, apologies—but all I felt was cold.

Whatever his plan was, I didn't care anymore.

I wasn't afraid of him.

But I was starting to see just how dangerous he really was.

"I'm not changing my mind," I said firmly. "This marriage is over, Steven. And I'm not here to negotiate."

He opened his mouth, probably to give another carefully rehearsed line, but I
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