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Chapter Forty-five

Penulis: Onuorah Linda
last update Tanggal publikasi: 2025-05-05 23:35:29

J.J's POV

She looked at me like I was a stranger.

She looked me straight in the eyes this time, it was as of she was letting know that she was no longer afraid of me or the errand girl I once made her be and then repeated the words she had said earlier.

"I’m tired, J.J." She said with a lace of determination in her voice "I don't have think for the love you have for me, to be totally honest I really don't care about your love for me so please... just leave."

Those words carved into me deeper
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