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100 - OLIVE BRANCH

Author: Krystal Key
last update Huling Na-update: 2025-06-22 03:11:03

CHERYL'S POV

I stared at him.

The words had come out so casually—You have to promise me you’ll never see Aiden again—but they landed with the weight of a steel door slamming shut behind me.

My first instinct was silence.

Not because I didn’t know what to say, but because I knew exactly what I wanted to say, and none of it felt… safe.

What did I say? That I hadn’t planned to see Aiden? That it wasn’t my fault? That Sabrina had cornered me into it and it didn’t mean anything? That I had kissed Oliver just the night before and meant every second of it—but still thought about the way Aiden used to trace the corners of my mouth with his thumb like I was a prayer he was whispering?

No.

None of those things could leave my mouth. Not now.

So instead, I did what I knew how to do best—I nodded.

“Okay,” I said, voice quiet. “I won’t see him again.”

Oliver’s shoulders relaxed a fraction, but not fully. Like he wanted to believe me, but a small voice inside was still whispering doubt. A shadow clu
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