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CHAPTER 142: Sabotage in Slow Motion

Author: Vee Okon
last update Last Updated: 2025-12-09 20:00:27

Sabrina's POV

"I swear it's not what you think!"

The words tumbled out, desperate and raw, as I moved toward Scott, my heels clicking against the stone floor. But halfway there, something in his expression made me freeze, made me realise that getting closer would only make this worse.

He stood there looking at me like I'd just materialised out of thin air, like he was seeing me for the first time and couldn't quite reconcile what his eyes were telling him with what he thought he knew about me. His face was a study in confusion and dawning horror.

"Again, what the hell is happening here?" His voice was controlled, but I could hear the tremor underneath, shock trying to maintain composure. "Wait... did I just see you kissing Nico?"

"I swear I can explain!" My voice cracked, desperation bleeding through every syllable. "He kissed me! I didn't kiss him! I was trying to leave and he…"

"Verbatim!" Scott held up his hand, cutting me off like he couldn't bear to hear another word.

The silenc
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