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Chapter Sixty-Four: The Pity Party
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I Hate You, Mr Billionaire. Chapter Sixty-Four: The Pity Party
Moving my body feels so much like a hassle. The ceiling stares back at me, same as it has for the past—I don't even know how long. Sunlight's bleeding through the curtains, so bright and aggressive, It’s cursing at me for rotting so long in bed. My head pounds. My mouth tastes like regret and old lipstick.Yesterday was a disaster waiting to happen. It just needed the perfect trigger to set everything ablaze.And boy, did we deliver.I'm still wearing my gala outfit. The champagne dress is wrinkled beyond saving, twisted around my legs like it tried to strangle me in my sleep. One heel is on the floor. The other's somewhere near the bathroom. I don't remember kicking them off. I don't remember much after—I squeeze my eyes shut. But that doesn't stop the replay. Lucian's face. His words. The way he looked at me like I was something he'd scraped off his shoe."You keep pretending you're fighting for your dignity, but deep down you're still the same broke girl who spread her legs for a
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