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What I Swore Never to Speak- I

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I should’ve lied.

I should’ve told him nothing.

But when his eyes pinned me like knives, I found myself bleeding memories I swore I’d buried.

“Everything?” I repeated, voice scraping my throat like glass.

The bastard said it like he owned me. Like my past was some archive he could leaf through, page by page, whenever it suited him.

My fingers twitched, desperate to hurl the nearest chair at his perfectly carved face. But I didn’t. Not because I was afraid. Because part of me—traitorous, stupid—wanted him to choke on the truth.

I sucked in air, sharp enough to stab. “Fine.”

I tore my gaze away, nails digging into the wood beneath my palm.

“I grew up with two people. Solene and Andrew. And my grandmother, Jocelyn…” Her name shredded something in my chest. My throat tried to close around it. “She smelled like cloves and smoke. Crooked smile, always crooked, but never cruel. She taught me to fight before she taught me to read. She made me believe I was stronger than I ever was.”

The roo
Titan

Well… that got messy, didn’t it? 😏 Keira just spilled her guts, and now things are very complicated. If you’re as heartbroken and furious as I am, do me a favor—like, share, comment, scream at me, and let’s watch the chaos unfold together in the next chapter. Trust me… It’s only going to get worse. 🔥 - TITAN

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