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Chapter 48

Penulis: Seunpeace
last update Tanggal publikasi: 2025-11-30 06:22:24

MONICA

“Are you really with Gabriel?” he asked, voice low. My throat closed. My chest squeezed. I wanted to speak but no words came out. I wasn’t with Gabriel. Not really. Not properly. Not honestly.

But I also couldn’t say no. So I didn’t say anything.

I grabbed the door handle, jerking it open like I needed oxygen, and escaped before Damian could see the guilt smashing me apart.

I didn’t look back. I literally couldn’t because If I did, I’d never leave that room.

During lunchtime, I sat at m
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