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Chapter 58

Author: Amy
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Clara

I wouldn’t yell. I wouldn’t need to. My strength would be in how steady I stand, how calm my voice is, and how clear my words are.

I would look at Jason directly, not with anger, but with disbelief sharpened into clarity.

“I need you to really listen to me,” I begin, my tone controlled but firm. “Because the fact that you think you can push me into believing this is something I want? That takes some serious nerve.”

I wouldn’t rush. Every word would be intentional.

“You don’t get to
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