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Chapter Thirty Two

Author: Blyss
last update publish date: 2026-03-11 17:10:37

Riley POV

I sit on the floor contemplating life. I hate myself. He literally hurt me today but I still can’t bring myself to hate him. What is wrong with me? Why do I find excuses for him? Why, even now with my head pounding and the horror still fresh do I blame myself?

I push myself of the ground, hands still trembling. My key is still on the other side of the door, I had left it there. I pick it up and close the door. Slowly, I move towards my bathroom already thinking about a hot shower and
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  • Promised to The Don   Chapter Forty One

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  • Promised to The Don   Chapter Thirty Nine

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