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CHAPTER 12- Oh shit!

Author: Dee Butterfly
last update publish date: 2026-04-10 03:53:24

MATILDA’S POV

The banging came again.

Like the person was doubting their decision to knock but Knocking anyways.

I groaned into my pillow, dragging it over my head like that could block out reality for five more minutes. I'd barely slept in days.

“Matilda!”

My eyes snapped open.

That was Ruth, my mom. Her voice sounded unsure and wrong.

I pushed myself up, hair falling into my face in every direction like it had personally decided to betray me this morning.

“What?” I called, my voice thick with
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    MATILDA'S POVI should have left it alone. That would have been the smart thing—the safe thing. Blossom had already given me enough answers to piece together why the people here looked at Gideon Vale the way they did, why Ash would follow him into hell without hesitation. It explained the tension that seemed to follow him like a shadow.But curiosity has always been my weakness. In books it gets people killed. In movies it gets them cursed. Tonight, it had me wandering deeper into the Den, searching for a man I was supposed to hate.The hallway grew quieter the further I walked from the bar. The thump of music faded, replaced by the low murmur of distant voices and the occasional heavy tread of boots. I passed a biker carrying a stack of paperwork. He slowed when he spotted me.“The boss’s little headache,” he muttered.I stopped, folding my arms. “Excuse me?”His mouth twitched with amusement, but it died quickly when I asked where Gideon was. His face turned serious.“You don’t want

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