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CHAPTER 20 — RIDICULOUS JEALOUSY.

Author: Lyra's Pen
last update publish date: 2026-10-11 23:51:15

RHETT'S POV.

I raised an eyebrow, staring at the two of them as a dry smile pulled at my lips. The sheer absurdity of the situation was almost enough to make me forget about the frustration still twisting in my chest from the hallway. Almost.

My two best friends, the ones needing me to get my shit together, were standing here glaring at each other because they both had the exact same situation; their shared thing for Riley's friend apparently.

"You're kidding me, right?" Jace muttered, his voi
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