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chapter 145

Auteur: Claire Feron
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Ashley's POV

I tried his number one more time and It didn't go through.

Where was he?

I called him again and it went to voicemail

"Dad, where the fuck are you?" I shouted and then tossed my phone on the bed.

Something was wrong. I could feel it in my bones. I didn't know what it was. I got a text from Kerion a few days ago asking me not to come over as Dante and Chris weren't home and we're going to get his cast removed.

I tried to call him but he didn't answer my call but that was fair.

I mean he probably was with his wife and couldn't have her suspecting us. It didn't make it better but it was understandable.

My dad though. There was something wrong.

After I had received the text from Kerion, I told my dad about it and he decided to follow them

I told him to just get pictures of them together for me.

I was going to use them to blackmail Dante and then destroy them and split the money with my dad.

It was my way of showing Dante that I knew his game a
Claire Feron

Hey, pumpkin pies, I know we've all realized that Ashley is getting more unhinged and delusional. It's a descent into madness. Now we're all asking just how far can she go. Well, we'll figure it out soon. It's bye-bye Druggie Barbie's daddy. I know we all want to know how he died. So do I and I'm the writer. Dante does shit that even I can't predict. Anyway, love y'all so bad Please keep the comments going. I love love every single one of them.

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BERNADETTE ONU
Dear Clair, l so much love your work, you spin magic into your characters. keep it up!
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Amanda Lafleur Riviere
right. Chris needs to tell her that is over. he should have told her after he got the BJ from Dante.
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Amanda Lafleur Riviere
I love that Dante does stuff that the writer doesn't even know. That reminds me of Anne Rice . I just love ,love ,love Dante. I think if I could ever meet a vampire, I know they don't exist,I am not Druggie Barbie, but I would love to meet Dante.
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