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66. In Bad Sheets

Author: Meminger
last update Last Updated: 2025-07-07 22:50:09

Ella’s Point of View

My heart pounded like a war drum, my hands trembling as I stood on the steps of Shawn’s mansion, the early morning chill cutting through my robe. Marcus’s drunken shouts still echoed in my ears—his venomous words clawing at old wounds, his green eyes blazing with a fury that made my skin crawl.

He stood in the courtyard, swaying, reeking of whiskey and cigarettes, his clothes rumpled, his face unshaven, a shadow of the man I’d once loved, now a storm of rage and desperation. Shawn’s arm was a steady shield in front of me, his body tense, his blue eyes locked on Marcus, but the truth hung heavy between us:

Marcus knew about Lily, my daughter—our daughter—a secret I’d guarded for five years, torn open by Amanda’s betrayal. My chest tightened, fear and anger twisting together, but I couldn’t let him unravel me. Not now, not when Lily slept safely upstairs, her green eyes and blonde curls untouched by his chaos.

“Marcus, calm the hell down,” I said, my voice sharp b
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