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Chapter 19: The Encounter (3)

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ENISA'S POV.

I cradled my throbbing wrist, a wave of relief washing over me the moment her grip loosened.

But the relief was short-lived.

The full weight of what I had just done crashed down on me.

I had told Iris the truth.

Fear settled heavily in my chest as I slowly lifted my eyes to meet hers.

Shock was written plainly across her face.

"Y-you met him before I did?" she stuttered

Her expression twisted, disbelief giving way to fury.

"And you seduced him with your covetous, flirty e
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