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Chapter 33: Listening Through Walls

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Chapter 33: Listening Through Walls

*Valerie's POV*

I was lying in bed, staring at the water stain on the ceiling, when I heard Vivian's voice through the thin wall.

"I can't sleep in there," she was saying, her tone pitched to carry just enough volume for me to hear. "The bed is too small, and honestly, she takes up so much space. I don't know how you managed sharing a suite with her before."

She was calling me too fat to share a bed with, bitch! She hadn’t even attempted to lie down, she just wanted a reason to stay in Tony’s room

My face burned with humiliation as I listened to her footsteps moving across the floor of my room, gathering whatever excuse she'd need to justify what came next.

"I'll just sleep in Tony's room," she continued, her voice dripping with false reasonableness. "There's plenty of space, and we've shared accommodations before on missions."

She went back to Tony’s room slamming the door behind her, it was infuriating.

I was curious and perhaps, jealous. I presse
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