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Chapter 12

Penulis: Aleyah Lavelle
last update Tanggal publikasi: 2025-11-29 00:55:47

When I got home that night, I was restless. I paced so much that I felt dizzy.

The blog post kept replaying in my mind, the headline, the picture of us, Enzo’s hand on my waist, the stunned look on my face right before he dragged me into his car.

Every time I blinked, I saw it again.

I stopped by the window, hands on my hips, heart racing. I tried to breathe, tried to think rationally, tried to convince myself it wasn’t him.

But my brain wasn’t cooperating.

Finally, I grabbed my phone.

If i did
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