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Chapter six

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Next day

“Where the fuck is my assignment, Amara?”

Ethan’s, demanding voice cut through the noisy corridor before she could even reach her desk in the business studies classroom.

Amara didn't jump. She didn't flinch, She just slowly adjusted the strap of her oversized canvas bag over her shoulder and looked at him.

He was leaning against her desk with his arms folded across his chest, wearing that familiar, calculated smile. He looked completely unbothered, as if yesterday’s humiliating rejecti
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  • The Plus-Size Girl He Destroyed    Chapter six

    Next day“Where the fuck is my assignment, Amara?”Ethan’s, demanding voice cut through the noisy corridor before she could even reach her desk in the business studies classroom.Amara didn't jump. She didn't flinch, She just slowly adjusted the strap of her oversized canvas bag over her shoulder and looked at him.He was leaning against her desk with his arms folded across his chest, wearing that familiar, calculated smile. He looked completely unbothered, as if yesterday’s humiliating rejection behind the rusty bleachers had never even happened. As if he hadn't thrown a violent temper tantrum in the dirt while she walked away.“Good morning to you too, Ethan,” Amara said, her voice dripping with ice as she pulled out her chair.Ethan chuckled, shaking his head with a slight roll of his eyes. He leaned down, placing both hands on her desk to trap her in her seat, lowering his tone into that smooth, intimate murmur he used whenever he wanted something.“Alright, look. I’m willing to f

  • The Plus-Size Girl He Destroyed    Chapter five

    “Touch me again, Ethan, and I’ll break your fucking fingers.”Ethan’s hand froze mid-air, inches from Amara’s wrist. The shadow of the massive metal bleachers cast a dark, grid over both of them, cutting off the bright afternoon sun.He blinked, a nervous chuckle escaping his lips. “Jesus, Amara, calm the fuck down. What is wrong with you today? I’m just trying to hold your hand.”Amara backed up until her spine hit the cool brick wall of the gymnasium, her arms folding tightly across her chest.This exact spot, she thought, the hatred burning so hot in her stomach it tasted like iron. Ten years ago, right under these rusty bleachers, in this exact spot.In her first life, she had stood here with a blushing face, her heart hammering wildly against her ribs while Ethan took her soft, trembling hands in his. He had looked at her with those deceptive, clear eyes and spun a fairytale that trapped her for a decade.“I was just going to tell you something important,” Ethan said, quickly shi

  • The Plus-Size Girl He Destroyed     Chapter four

    “Get the fuck out of my way.”Amara didn't even realize the words had left her mouth until Ethan’s smug, picture-perfect smile froze mid air right in front of her locker.“Whoa,” Ethan said, raising his hands in fake surrender, letting out a sharp, condescending laugh. “Did somebody shit in your cereal this morning, Amara? What’s with the nasty attitude?”Amara stood paralyzed for a second, her hands gripping her backpack straps so tightly the fabric groaned under her knuckles. The noise of lockers slamming and teenagers screaming in the crowded hallway faded into a dull, echoing hum.All she could see was his face. The same jawline, the same clear skin, the same arrogant blue eyes that had watched her bleed out onto wet pavement in a dark alleyway ten years in the future.“I’m talking to you, Amara,” Ethan continued, leaning his forearm against the metal locker right above her head, invading her personal space like he owned it. He looked her up and down, a subtle flick of disgust cro

  • The Plus-Size Girl He Destroyed    Chapter three

    “Amara! If you don’t drag your heavy ass down these stairs right this fucking second, I swear to God I’m throwing your breakfast in the trash!”Her mother’s, booming voice echoed up the narrow wooden stairwell like a crack of thunder.Amara froze in the hallway outside her bedroom, her hand gripping the doorframe so tightly her knuckles turned white. Tears were still burning hot on her cheeks, but the sound of that voice loud, raspy, angry, and so unmistakably alive sent a violent jolt straight through her chest.She took a shaky breath, forcing down the massive lump in her throat, and walked toward the small dining room.The air in the house smelled of fried eggs, slightly burnt toast, and cheap black coffee. It was a mundane, ordinary morning smell, but to Amara, it was more intoxicating than any expensive perfume. It was completely different from the metallic stench of blood, cold rain, and cheap disinfectant that had filled her final moments in that dark alleyway.Standing by the

  • The Plus-Size Girl He Destroyed    Chapter two

    “Amara! What the fuck are you screaming for? Get up!”A heavy hand shoved my shoulder, violently ripping me out of the suffocating darkness.I gasped, sitting bolt upright in bed, my lungs heaving as if I had just surfaced from underwater. Hot air scraped against my throat. My hands instantly flew down to my stomach, digging my fingernails into my shirt, frantically searching for the blood, the gaping hole in my womb, the sticky rain from that godforsaken alleyway.“Where is it? Where’s the blood? Ethan.. he killed it he kicked me !” I shrieked, my voice cracking in pure, unadulterated panic. My eyes darted around the room, blinded by scalding tears. “Somebody help me! Please! Call an ambulance!”“Amara, shut the hell up! What the fuck are you babbling about?”The voice was, loud, and exasperated.I froze. My chest rose and fell in ragged hitches as my eyes finally adjusted to the morning light pouring through a pair of faded floral curtains.Standing beside my bed, holding a laundry

  • The Plus-Size Girl He Destroyed    Chapter one

    Ethan... please... it hurts so bad...”My voice was nothing more than a raspy whisper as I curled into a ball on the cold, sticky leather of the clinic couch. Searing, tear inducing pain sliced through my lower abdomen, sharp as broken glass.I clutched my stomach, my fingers slick with cold sweat.Ethan stood over me, casually adjusting the gold cufflinks on his pristine suit. He didn't bend down. He didn't reach out his hand. He looked down at me like I was a piece of trash he had just scraped off the bottom of his shoe.“Stop screaming, Amara,” he said, his voice flat and annoyed. “You’re making a scene.”“You... you lied to me...” I choked out, a fresh wave of agony ripping through my core. Blood was already soaking through my jeans, heavy and warm. “You told me... you told me you were taking me to a private doctor to check on the baby! You said we were going to figure this out together!”“Figure what out?” Ethan scoffed, letting out a, cruel laugh. “Did you honestly think I was g

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