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Chapter 8.

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last update publish date: 2026-06-27 18:50:20

Emma's POV.

The sobs finally stopped sometime after midnight, leaving me hollow and exhausted. I stared at the ceiling in the guest room, the sheets tangled around my legs, Mark’s cum from the bathroom encounter still faintly sticky between my thighs.

How did I let it go this far?

Claire had been my rock my entire life. She’d sacrificed her own plans to help pay for my college when our parents couldn’t. She’d celebrated every small win with me like it was her own. And here I was, spreading my
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