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89. She Means Nothing

Author: Feriha Writer
last update Huling Na-update: 2025-10-22 23:34:01

Rowan's POV

I wasn’t expecting to find her this pissed.

One second, I was walking into the room, loosening my tie, still half-lost in my own thoughts about how insane this evening had been — and the next, a pillow came flying straight at my face.

“Ouch—what the hell, Bella?” I barked, catching it mid-air before it hit my nose.

Elena stood there, her chest rising and falling, eyes flashing like she’d been waiting to throw that thing since we left the living room.

Her lips trembled — not with fear, but with fury.

“Go call your little Rose, or Rosy, or whatever the hell her name is, bella!” She snapped, voice trembling in that dangerous tone that comes right before she breaks something expensive.

I blinked, utterly lost for a moment.

Rose. Ah. That explained it.

I bit down a laugh because, God, she was adorable when she was mad — though I was smart enough not to say that out loud.

Before I could open my mouth, Elena grabbed her nightdress from the bed and stormed into the bathroom, slamm
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