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CHAPTER 083: ALEX’S POV

Author: Fave Scripts
last update publish date: 2026-04-11 02:33:30
I turned slowly, my eyes burning from another night with almost no sleep. I didn’t even remember drifting off. One minute I was staring at the ceiling, the next the room was bright with morning light. Blinding me.

But what cut deepest was the silence after my words, after telling her what Marcus said. Lena hadn’t defended it.

She hadn’t looked at me and said the baby was mine. She hadn’t called my name. She hadn’t stopped me when I walked up the stairs. She just sat there, hands in her lap,
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  • MY EX-BOYFRIEND WANTS ME BACK   CHAPTER 094: SAMANTHA’S POV

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  • MY EX-BOYFRIEND WANTS ME BACK   CHAPTER 093: SAMANTHA’S POV

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    Cool air hit my eyes as I stepped out of the mansion gates. I tilted my left hand a little bit, it was already past six. The sun was beginning to disappear.I texted Sara a few minutes after I got into the room. Our favorite coffee spot would be a good place for us, calm, suitable, with the smell o

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