His Regret: Loved by My Ex's Uncle
Josie’s lips twisted into a cruel smile.
"Finally," she hissed, her voice dripping with contempt. "I heard the wonderful news about your father, Noah. He took out your little boyfriend before he went, too. And, what else? Oh yes, Owen died in a gunfight, didn’t he?” She sneered. “I suppose it’s only fitting. One by one, everyone you care about is disappearing. And now, it’s your turn."
Her words were like daggers, each one slicing through me with brutal precision. I tried to keep my composure, but I could feel the walls of my control beginning to crack. I knew Josie wouldn’t rest until she had destroyed me completely.
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