TAKE ME, RUIN ME CHAPTER 4CHAPTER 4: GHOSTS OF THE PASTMy brain is buzzing like a hive of disturbed bees. I sit there, frozen in front of his massive desk, gazing at him with a sudden rush of blood to my skull that makes me feel lightheaded and dizzy. I reach out a hand to steady myself against the leather back of the guest chair, my mind racing through every face I’ve ever known."I am sorry, sir. I don't understand," I manage to whisper. "What do you mean? Have we met before?"He lets out a dry scoff and shakes his head, a slight, cynical chuckle escaping his lips. He looks away for a moment, as if the irony of the situation is almost too much for him to handle. "Of course," he says, his voice dripping with a bitter kind of amusement. "How are you supposed to remember me? You wouldn't. You definitely wouldn't."He turns his gaze back to me, and for a second, I see a flash of old pain behind that icy blue stare. "Because you were all too perfect in those days, Aria. And I? I was yo
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