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Chapter 31: Endless Regrets

Penulis: Ritzy T.
last update Terakhir Diperbarui: 2025-03-30 00:57:54
Victor's POV

I help Selina into the car. I keep my arm around her waist, guiding her carefully to the passenger seat. She doesn’t say a word, not since I pulled her out of the bar. It’s like holding a fragile piece of glass, afraid I’ll shatter her if I do anything wrong. She’s too drunk. I need to get her home. I need her to be safe.

I slam the car door and get in. She stares out the window, her face pale, eyes glossed over. I can’t stand the silence.

“You okay?” I ask.

Nothing. Not a word. Her shoulders tense slightly, and I know she heard me, but she doesn’t respond.

I grip the steering wheel harder. The words I’ve been holding in since I first came back, since I started this mess, are sitting like stones in my chest. But they’re not for now. Not while she’s like this.

“Selina,” I try again, glancing at her. “I’m taking you home. Then I’m going to get you something to eat, alright? You need it.”

Still no response. She doesn’t look at me. I don’t think she even hears me.

I drive in s
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