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26. What the actual hell?

Author: Bloom_writes
last update Petsa ng paglalathala: 2025-12-13 13:24:15

My cheeks heated, jaw tight as the tray dug against my chest.

She was trying to humiliate me. It’s what she always did. I inhaled sharply, shutting my eyes for a second. This was on me. I should’ve known better than to believe she and her daughter ever saw me as family

“What are you waiting for?” She asked, sweetness dripping from her voice. Guests had turned and were staring at us.

My hands lifted to grip the tray, and without warning, I jerked it out of her hold, and she stumbled forward.

“Al
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