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086. Please don't walk away

Author: Dark Ocean
last update Petsa ng paglalathala: 2025-12-18 19:43:21

REINA

I froze the moment my eyes landed on him.

Andrew.

It was like time had slammed into me, dragging me back to that night—my prom night. I could feel it all over again: the excitement, the laughter, the world spinning with possibility, thinking I had it all. And then him. Him shattering everything. Him taking something from me that I could never get back. Him disappearing like I had never existed, like what he did didn’t matter at all.

And now here he was. Standing in front of me like nothin
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