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CHAPTER 20

Penulis: Julia Bianca
last update Tanggal publikasi: 2026-07-11 23:24:35

The ride home is silent. Damien doesn't say a word. Neither do I.

After all…

I'm just a contractual arrangement.

Am I hurt? Do I even have the right to be?

He wasn't wrong. We are bound by a contract. Nothing more.

And somehow, I cannot help but feel grateful.

The stupid crush that I have been trying so hard to shake off vanished the instant those words were said by him.

I place my head on the window pane.

“Are you alright?” he queries.

I remain silent.

I keep my eyes shut and lie as if I am
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