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Chapter 293: Forbidden Fruit My Stepson 29

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Élise

I stay frozen. Tears blur my vision. I want to scream, push him away, tell him yes, I hate him. But no. It's not true. I hate him as much as I love him. And that's the worst part.

Élise — "No… I don't hate you…"

He buries his face in my neck, breathes against my skin.

Julien — "Neither do I… But it's going to kill us."

I sob. His arms tighten.

Élise — "Just let me… breathe…"

He lets me go reluctantly. I step back. And I know we've just lost another battle against ourselves.

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