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BLANT TRUTH

Author: O.A PRESHY
last update Last Updated: 2025-11-15 23:46:51

NINA’S POV

“You’re not.”

Dad’s voice cut through the air like a blade.

Cold. Flat. Final.

The whole living room went silent. Even the ticking clock seemed to freeze.

I stood behind the wall, hidden just out of sight, listening… watching.

Yes, I wanted Amara out of my way, but Dad was losing his grip. He was letting his anger spill too far. What if he revealed the wrong thing? What about my surgery? My heart slammed painfully against my ribs.

Not yet.

She can’t know the truth yet.

I can’t affor
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