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Chapter 179: Miserable

Author: ASHVA
last update publish date: 2026-07-28 23:47:33

ETHAN'S POV

It’s been three weeks of forcing myself to eat food that turned to sawdust in my mouth. Three weeks of lying awake staring at the ceiling instead of sleeping, replaying the sound of her voice cracking apart on that until I knew every syllable of it by heart.

I kept coming back to her face when she told me about Dominic. Not the anger in it, though there was plenty of that. It was the sadness underneath.

I'd stood there and watched her hand me the worst parts of herself like she exp
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  • SHE WAS NEVER HIS MISTRESS    Chapter 179: Miserable

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