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Chapter 5 When the Truth Exploded

Auteur: Miley
Winston seemed utterly unfazed by my cold words.

He lifted my hand, pulled a ring from his pocket, and firmly slid it onto my ring finger. His voice was gentle, almost tender, as he spoke. "Silly girl. Why didn't you come to me if you were strapped for cash? Don't sell something this important ever again, okay?"

I had to rein in my temper as I struggled to sit up in bed.

I didn't even care that an IV needle was still in my other hand as I yanked off the ring he had forced onto me and hurled
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