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Chapter sixteen

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‎For a moment, my brain did that static thing like it just unplugged itself because it couldn’t handle one more plot twist tonight.

‎Derek outside my window.

‎My father’s head of security behind him.

‎Both of them looking like they were expecting bullets to rain from the sky.

‎And me?

‎Sitting in a stupid car with a dying engine and mascara smudged like I’d wrestled a raccoon.

‎Perfect.

‎Absolutely perfect.

‎“Vivienne, open the door!” Derek hissed, banging once, too loud. “Please.”

‎The man behind him,Marco, my father’s chief of security stood rigid, scanning the street like a sniper was about to jump out from a trash can.

‎“Miss Hart,” Marco said, voice calm in a way that wasn’t calming at all. “We need you out of the car.”

‎“No,” I said automatically, shaking my head. “Nope. Absolutely not. I don’t trust anybody right now. Not even myself.”

‎Marco stepped closer. “Miss”

‎“Don’t you ‘Miss’ me!” I snapped. “Why are YOU here? Why are you with HIM? Why does everybody
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