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Chapter 37

Author: Lissa B
last update Last Updated: 2025-07-22 02:21:01

Vivian

I was sleeping the best I ever had in my life. Which I needed desperately… the pain in my hand had kept me awake for weeks, I could never get comfortable enough to sleep for very long. And then after that it was all this shit with Jasper and Emery upsetting me and stressing me out that kept me up at night.

However now I’m feeling excellent.. calm … I’d been sleeping like a baby. But suddenly I was woken up by a horrible sharp pain in my head. It felt like something was stabbing me in the skull. Someone was yanking me by my hair. I screamed.

It was Jasper. He was pulling me.. out of his bed. He had me by the hair and was physically pulling me out of his bed.

I knew he would be mad. But I had no idea he would act like this. But I had to do something. Nothing was working!

After I hired those three guys to mess with Emery apparently her little bodyguards found out and made them talk. They gave me up and then the news spread and Jasper found out. And his dad.

When he told m
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