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Ch-67: Pride, or downfall?

Author: JKRV
last update Last Updated: 2025-06-30 22:10:22

Miley's POV:

I had given in to the pull of the rabbit hole.

Almost four hours later, I had scrolled through all the latest posts, videos from Emily and Archie, the press announcements and videos released from the company's accounts, and all the news pieces covering this piece.

I stared at the phone screen long after the video stopped playing.

Their laughter echoed in my head like a cruel loop, Emily flashing her perfect white teeth, Archie placing his hand on her back, and my father’s voice booming with delight about “family, love, and legacy.”

As if I was nothing but a footnote.

My hands trembled as I clutched the phone again. The bile in my throat refused to go down.

They really thought that they were going to get away with it, and they were celebrating it like they had already gotten away with it! If overconfidence was a person…

And unless I did something, they would write my story like I was some kind of sainted corpse, and was the last thing that I would let them do.

I stormed
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