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Chapter 11: It's On Fire

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Raphael’s POV

I stood in the hallway, my mind raced. Henrietta had never spoken to me like this in all the time we knew each other and I couldn’t figure out why for the life of me, she was doing that now.

My phone buzzed in my pocket.

It was a text from Kristine.

Her name flashed on the screen and instead of the warmth I should have felt, I felt awkward.

It felt like she just came back and turned my life upside down.

I could leave the house now, say I needed air so I could go and meet Kristine and shut her up before she could keep calling my phone.

I knocked on the door. I knew she could hear me.

“You were right,” I said suddenly. I didn’t hear any movement inside. “I’ll stop seeing her.”

I heard the door click open.

“What?” She blinked at me, definitely caught off guard by my statement.

“I’ll end whatever it is she’s trying to start up again” I said, clearing my throat. “You said it yourself. This isn’t about feelings, this marriage is a contract but I crossed a line and y
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