Love on Loan
Until three years ago, during an argument, I demanded he choose between me and Ava.
In response, he had his men lock me in my rooms and take away my phone.
That winter, locked in the estate's basement, I nearly broke. In the end, I gave in and begged for mercy.
There was a time we were truly in love. When we were younger, he even took a bullet for me, fired by a rival family.
Whatever love we'd had was gone. It was time to make a clean break.
Without any hesitation, I answered the voice on the other end of the phone. "I'm sure."
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