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CHAPTER 154

Author: Kat.E
last update publish date: 2026-05-06 02:38:37

NATHANIEL

Three months have passed, and somewhere along the way, I have become a man I would not have allowed in my mere presence.

There was a time when everything about me was deliberate. Controlled. Measured down to the smallest detail because anything less felt like weakness. Something I had no tolerance for, not in business, not in life, not in myself.

Now, I stand in front of the mirror some mornings, and I can barely hold my own gaze long enough to register what the fuck I am looking at.
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xiaotin
I prefer Nathaniel over Rhys. There is something fishy about Rhys
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Candice
I really hope she ends up with Nathaniel
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