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177: YOU’RE NOT MY CONCISE

Author: Glittering gold
last update Huling Na-update: 2025-05-01 23:15:54
ELARA’S POV

Nico’s words struck something in me.

I hated that he was right. Hated it even more that I couldn’t argue back.

But can I really blame him?

I let this happen.

Asher said he was told to keep an eye on Mrs. Hales.

Only one person would call me that.

Nate.

Mimi called him my husband too. Of course it was him. Who else would have the money, the reach, or the nerve?

He said he was changing. Said he wanted to be better.

And after Mimi called me, and told me what he did… a little part of me wanted believe that he was maybe changing.

But then he does this?

Hiring someone to follow me without saying a word?

He’s going back to doing that again. Acting like he knows what’s best for me.

“Asher, right?” I ask calmly, even though my chest feels like it’s twisting in on itself. He nods, eyes down, clearly uncomfortable.

“You can go.” I hand him his ID card.

“What do you mean he can go?” Nico snaps, cutting through the moment like a blade. His fists are cle
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