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Chapter 38 – The Oath

Karima Sa'ad Usman
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Michelle pressed her palms against her eyes. “I feel like such a fool,” she whispered. “I lied to you. I insulted your kindness. I thought you’d betray me.”

Jason shook his head. “You were afraid. I understand now.”

He paused, watching the way her shoulders shook. “If he can do this,” he said, glancing at her injuries, “for walking in the woods with me, then I can’t even imagine what he’d do if he found out you were planning to leave.”

She let out a dry laugh, brittle and hopeless. “He’d kill me,” she said simply. “He’ll come back and kill me. He’ll say I manipulated you against him. He’ll make it my fault.”

Jason didn’t try to argue. They both knew she was right.

“I won’t let that happen,” he said instead. His voice was steady, even though his insides felt like they were tearing apart. “I’ll make sure he never touches you again. If that means losing my position, fine. If it means fighting him, I’ll fight him. But he won’t hurt you again, Michelle. I promise.”

She lifted her gaze, sea
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