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79: Expect Hell.

Author: TheLadyAthena
last update Last Updated: 2025-09-05 10:00:29

Cheryse’s POV

The walk back home was a nightmare of silence. We didn't talk after his call with whoever. I trudged on stiffly, arms crossed, rain mixing with my tears.

Caleb had this little smirk tugging at his lips the whole time after the strange call.

He was smiling. After almost killing me. After nearly driving us into the abyss just for fun.

I wanted to claw that smile off his face.

When we finally reached, the house glowed warm against the storm. Daphne was waiting in the foyer, arms folded, her polished features tightening as soon as she saw us. “Finally,” she said sharply. “Do you two know what time it is? I’ve been worried sick!”

Caleb breezed past her like she was a piece of furniture. He didn’t even glance at her. “Not your problem,” he muttered, heading straight for the stairs.

“Excuse me?” Mom’s voice was full of disbelief.

Caleb turned coolly, his eyes glinting with that arrogant coldness I’d come to loathe. “I said—not your problem. I didn’t ask for an audience, Daph
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