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CHAPTER 132

Kat.E
last update Veröffentlichungsdatum: 10.04.2026 23:56:04

BETTY

I hadn’t seen or heard from Rhys since he left my kitchen.

At first, I told myself it was okay. That it didn’t mean anything. He was busy running his club or caught up in whatever it was that filled his time when he wasn’t with me.

But by the third day, that excuse stopped holding.

I tried not to overthink and convinced myself that I didn’t have to reach out because if he wanted to talk, he would.

But when the silence stretched way too long, I finally I texted him. Then I called. But I go
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