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Chapter 10
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2025-07-04 08:35:00Raymond’s POV
I was really starving, and there was literally nothing at home. Messiness, no matter how trivial, like not having groceries, was something that Jude hated. Which was worse, the chance of famine or his fury? I couldn't tell you.
When I decided to phone Sylvia's number, I noticed that it was on mute. I chose not to react to her worries or hear her warn me that something was wrong with me. I just wanted to be left alone. As soon as I left the house, a strong cold ran down my spine, yet the constriction in my chest continued.
In the driveway, Jude's scary and costly cars all shot glances at me. It was totally out of the question to even briefly drive them out.
He would literally skin me alive; that I am sure of.
"It might be a good idea for me to call an Uber," I said as I went for my phone. My hands shook slightly when I ordered the ride.
I didn't know why I still had that fear that Jude was still lurking aroun
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