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Chapter 7- Stalling
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2026-08-01 13:36:57
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Never Meant to be Seen Chapter 7- Stalling
My heart skipped a beat, I felt my legs tremble beneath me, and a cold numbness crept into my feet as fear settled deep and slow inside of me,my chest pounded so violently I could hear every beat echoing in my ears. He doubted me, I had known that from the very beginning, but hearing it in his voice made it real.I was getting paid sixty thousand dollars to make him believe I was Isabelle. Somewhere along the way, I had convinced myself I could pull it off. Now I wasn't so sure, funny how I thought making sixty thousand dollars would be easy peasy, I wasn't ready, not completely. Everything Renata taught me seemed to be gone at the moment, I couldn't remember any of the lessons.I needed more time to learn Isabelle's life, more time to become her. Instead, everything was happening too quickly, and Arlo seemed determined to peel away every layer of the lie, what unsettled me most wasn't the question, it was him, his face remained calm, almost unreadable, as if he were discussing the w
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