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I WANT HIM OUT OF THE PICTURE

Author: O.A PRESHY
last update Last Updated: 2025-08-04 17:42:49

Xavier’s POV

The house was quiet. Too quiet.

That kind of silence that wraps itself around your neck like a noose, tightening with every breath you take.

I sat alone in the balcony, surrounded by shadows and whispers. The lights were dimmed, barely a flicker of warmth against the cold tension thick in the air. The breeze from the open window stirred the curtains gently, like ghosts passing through, brushing against the back of my neck like forgotten memories trying to crawl their way back into my head.

On the table in front of me, my phone vibrated.

A single message from Liam:

“He’s seen the footage. He knows. I warned you”

I didn’t move.

Didn’t blink.

Didn’t breathe.

A hollow sensation opened up in my chest, swallowing everything. Slowly, deliberately, I leaned back into the chair and closed my eyes for a second, letting the truth sink in like poison.

Damn it. Damn Liam

The video.

That cursed footage.

The one I thought I buried years ago.

No..paid to have buried. Destroyed. Disintegr
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  • ISABELLA (The Night that ruined me)   I WANT HIM OUT OF THE PICTURE

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