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Unforgivable Words

Penulis: Sophie Abou
last update Terakhir Diperbarui: 2025-10-13 20:56:05

My heart started to pound. I didn’t look at John, but my eyes moved on their own accord- to Jeremy. His brows were pulled tight as though the noise was piercing through his head.

Opposite me, Bianca’s voice rose bitterly. “Do you want me to say it, dear innocent Teyana?” she spat, turning slightly toward John, her face flushed and ready to strike. I swallowed the heavy lump in my throat.

John’s voice came next. “Say what?” I shook internally. God please.

But before Bianca could say anything again, Jeremy’s weak voice broke through the tension. “Bianca, stop.” And just like that, our attentions were now directed at him.

He looked at me briefly, then his gaze returned to her.

“I don’t want any drama right now.”

Everyone went quiet.

Bianca’s mouth fell open slightly, and she turned to look at him like he’d betrayed her.

“Jeremy-” she started, but he only looked away.

Her face hardened. Without another word, Bianca spun around and stormed out of the ward, her heels clacking against the t
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