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MASON

The moment I unlocked the hotel room and stepped inside, I dropped my bag and exhaled hard.

The room was quiet, spacious, polished and ridiculously expensive.

There was a bottle of overpriced red wine on the glass table and floor-to-ceiling windows showing off the Manhattan skyline. The kind of room you booked if you wanted the world to know you’d made it.

But me? I didn’t care.

Not about the view. Not about the thread count. Not about the champagne chilling in the corner, waiting to be opened.

All I could think about was her.

Samantha, my baby, my chaos, my peace.

I walked farther in and sat on the edge of the bed, my hands dangling between my knees, head bowed like it weighed more than it should. The silence in the room didn’t feel luxurious. It felt wrong.

Empty.

“I’d give everything in this damn room away if it meant falling asleep with her beside me tonight,” I muttered to no one.

My voice was scratchy. Dry. Like it hadn’t been used since I left her… which, honestly, it had
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  • WRECK ME QUIETLY   102

    MASONThe moment I unlocked the hotel room and stepped inside, I dropped my bag and exhaled hard.The room was quiet, spacious, polished and ridiculously expensive.There was a bottle of overpriced red wine on the glass table and floor-to-ceiling windows showing off the Manhattan skyline. The kind of room you booked if you wanted the world to know you’d made it.But me? I didn’t care.Not about the view. Not about the thread count. Not about the champagne chilling in the corner, waiting to be opened.All I could think about was her.Samantha, my baby, my chaos, my peace.I walked farther in and sat on the edge of the bed, my hands dangling between my knees, head bowed like it weighed more than it should. The silence in the room didn’t feel luxurious. It felt wrong.Empty.“I’d give everything in this damn room away if it meant falling asleep with her beside me tonight,” I muttered to no one.My voice was scratchy. Dry. Like it hadn’t been used since I left her… which, honestly, it had

  • WRECK ME QUIETLY   101

    SAMANTHAThe light from the window poured in, warm and soft across his bare chest.Mason was asleep. Peaceful. Beautiful. Mine.But God, I was aching.Not the kind of ache that faded with time. This one pulsed, low, deep, demanding. My thighs pressed together, trying to muffle the growing throb between them. It didn’t help.I was wet. Needy. Starving.Even with sleep still clinging to my lashes, my body was wide awake. Wide open.I rolled onto my side slowly, watching the rise and fall of his chest. His lips were parted just a little. His lashes long which was unfair. His hand was resting near his stomach like he’d fallen asleep mid-reach, for me.And I almost left this?How fucking stupid could I have been?This man had gotten me through finals. He woke me at dawn to study. Cooked when I couldn’t even think. Massaged my back when my body locked up. Sat with me during breakdowns and loved me through every storm I threw at him. And even when he was drowning in his own stress… he never l

  • WRECK ME QUIETLY   ONE HUNDRED

    MASONThe bed was cold. She was gone.My hand reached for her like it always did… Automatic, half-asleep, fingertips searching for the warm curve of her waist, the soft mess of her hair.But all I found were crumpled sheets and the ghost of her warmth already fading.Then I saw it, a note.Folded once. Sitting on her pillow like it had weight.I didn’t touch it at first; I didn’t need to.My chest tightened like a fist. My gut already knew.But I opened it anyway.“I need space to focus on my books. Please don’t be mad.”That was it. No “I love you.”Just distance. Just… absence.And I felt it. God, I felt it.It sat heavy in my lungs, pressing everything down. A panic that didn’t come with sirens, just stillness. Silent. Slow. Cruel.Please don’t be mad?I wasn’t mad. I was worried.After she slept off last night, I called Macey. I was already wound too tight.“Mason,” she answered, voice scratchy. “It’s late…”“What the hell were you thinking?” I snapped. “Audrey? In the same space a

  • WRECK ME QUIETLY   NINETY NINE

    SAMANTHAI slammed the door in her face.Hard.The sound hit the air like a slap, sharp and final, and for a second, everything went still.My pulse pounded in my ears. The hallway seemed to tilt beneath me, the silence ringing so loud it felt like screaming.I turned to Macey, breath short and ragged. My hands trembled at my sides.“What the fuck, Mace?” My voice cracked, hoarse with disbelief. “What the actual hell is going on?”She didn’t even blink. Her arms stayed crossed over her chest like she was bracing herself for impact. But her voice? Calm. Too calm.“She just wants to talk.”I blinked, almost laughed. “Are you serious right now? You thought it was a good idea to ambush me with Audrey? For what… closure? Reconciliation over tea? You do remember Mason cheated on her with me, right?”“She’s not here to scream,” Macey said, firm. “She just wants a conversation.”“Great. That’s not traumatic at all,” I snapped. “You invited her into your apartment and thought what? We’d have a

  • WRECK ME QUIETLY   AUTHOR’S NOTE

    YOU GUYSSS!!! We hit 1,000 subscribers and over 7,000 reads?! 🥳🎉 I can’t even explain how full my heart is right now. Thank you, thank you, thank you for riding with me on this journey—every single one of you, from the ghost readers 👻 to those of you who leave comments that make me scream into my pillow (in the best way 😭💗).I’m really sorry for the late update 😞. I’ve been battling a pretty nasty illness lately, and to top it off, I’m writing my final exams (please send prayers lol). Add a sprinkle of writer’s block to that mix and... yeah 😩Also, I know I used to give you two chapters a day, and now it’s just one. I’m so, so sorry for the change, and I honestly feel bad about it. But I promise I’m doing my best and writing whenever I can—even if it's at 2am under my covers with a tired brain and a stubborn heart. Please know that I see you, I appreciate you, and I LOVE you all. I literally refresh my Goodnovel app every single day just to check for new comments, 🥺 and I make

  • WRECK ME QUIETLY   NINETY EIGHT

    SAMANTHAI woke up with a plan.Read two chapters. Revise lecture notes. Maybe attempt that sketch I'd been putting off since forever. I had a project due for Advanced Fashion Illustration, and my brain needed to be on, like, now.Only... I couldn’t move.Not because I was tired.Because Mason was still inside me.Literally.I blinked at the ceiling in pure horror.The room was dim, golden morning light slipping through the curtains. His arm was slung over my waist, palm resting low on my belly like he owned me. And his body was wrapped around mine, warm and possessive and impossibly close.I froze, not breathing. Oh no.I shifted—barely—and felt him still there. Still connected. Still thick and deep and insanely not conducive to productivity.And then, like a scene straight out of a hot mess rom-com, he stirred in his sleep. Just slightly. Just enough for him to harden again, stretching me from the inside like my body had been waiting for this exact moment to betray me.I sucked in a

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