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CHAPTER 87.

Penulis: Succy
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Kristina’s POV.

I stood there in the middle of our living room, looking at my parents and unable to believe my ears.

“You should let Julian go,” my father said.

“You ruined everything.”

I swallowed.

“No, I can't,” I said, my voice trembling. “He’s the one who called off the engagement. Not me.”

“He wouldn’t have if you had kept your act together,” my father shot back. “You couldn’t stay clean, could you? After everything we did for you.”

I opened my mouth to argue, but he wasn’t finished. He stood up, towering over me.

“Drugs, Kristina? After all the money we spent on your rehab? And now you’re dealing with lowlifes and bringing shame to this family?”

“I wasn’t dealing,” I protested, but the words sounded weak even to me. “It was just once —”

“Once?” he sneered. “We have evidence, Kristina. Pictures. Witnesses. You think Julian was bluffing?”

My heart pounded, seeing my father in so much rage meant that it was over for me.

I looked over at my mother, desperate for some k
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