Drake's POV That was one thing with lies, you never know when you slip and mix words.I turned and stormed toward my room, shutting the door firmly behind me. My chest was burning, my head pounding. I leaned against the door, pressing my forehead against the wood as if it could take away the ache building inside me.But of course, she didn’t listen.Her fists banged softly on the door. “Drake, please, don’t do this to me. You can’t just throw me out like I’m nothing. I made mistakes, yes, but I love you! Everything I did was because I love you!”I clenched my teeth, my hands curling into fists at my sides. “If you’re still here when I’m done with my bath, Mia, I’ll report you for trespassing. Don’t test me.”The silence that followed was thick, suffocating. Her sobs seeped through the door, muffled and pitiful, but I forced myself to ignore them. My mind spiraled instead.What if she lied about everything? The so-called pregnancy… her so-called mental illness. Was that another trick,
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