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Chapter 91
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2025-12-16 17:00:01POV Amy
I burst into the house in a blur, racing through the halls and taking the stairs two at a time to my room. I slammed the door and turned the key in the lock, feeling like a stupid teenager who had just lost the man she loved because of a stupid revenge plot. The rationality I fought so hard to maintain collapsed instantly.
Tears came inevitably—hot and abundant. I sank onto the bedroom floor, leaning against the door, and cried. I tried to stifle my sobs against the fabric of my clothes, holding back so the noise wouldn’t catch anyone’s attention. Not only that, but I knew Antony and Megan weren’t home, probably at April Enterprises taking care of family business, but I still didn’t want the staff to hear me. The last thing I needed was for news of my emotional breakdown to spread through the mansion’s corridors.
I lay on the cold floor, face soaked with salty tears, for long, empty minutes. A film replay
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