From My Ex's Betrayal To His Father's Bed
His words were clear, precise, and they cut through every ounce of composure I had left.
Tears welled up in my eyes. The reality of the situation hit me with brutal force. I realized everything, what had truly happened, what people could interpret. My lips trembled, and I tried to speak, but my voice faltered.
“N-No… I didn’t,” I managed to whisper, my voice barely audible. Tears spilled down my cheeks before I could stop them. I cried silently, choking back my sobs, praying he would believe me.
My father leaned back slightly, but his gaze didn’t soften. His eyes were icy, but I could sense the storm beneath the surface, the raw power he wielded not just as a man but as someone who could des
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