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Chapter 30

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Elle’s POV

I slammed the door harder than I meant to when I got home.

My hands trembled as I dropped my bag on the couch.

The silence in the house only made the weight in my chest feel heavier.

I mean, I hadn’t expected much of a warm hug or tea and cookies from Raymond’s aunt—but I hadn’t expected venom either.

The way she spoke to me—like I was a curse.

"You’re here to ruin him."

That sentence kept replaying in my head.

Ruin him?

I had done everything but that. I had loved Raymond. I had stood by him and supported him. So what exactly had I done to deserve that kind of hatred?

Wait a minute.

She also said something about me coming back into his life to destroy him—which was weird.

Except I had another lifetime before this or I lost my memory in the past, I had never seen Raymond before the day he walked into the office.

So why would she say that?

Was she mistaking me for someone else?

Or was there something else I didn’t know?

Raymond had never said much about his
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