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He said with so much authority that I find myself nodding, "Why would you want to hurt me......" And the next thing he said shattered me into pieces ...... ______________________ Keep enjoying the story (⁠◠⁠‿⁠◕⁠) Hope you liked this chapter ｡⁠◕⁠‿⁠◕｡⁠◕⁠‿⁠◕⁠｡ Don't forget to like and rank the book 🌹

This get away is more of a toxins related one. I need to get my mind off this bullshit. Now. S H A T T E R E D "ASSHOLE!" I grunted while laying another punch to the jocks now broken, bloody, damaged face. He was almost knocked out cold on the dirty alleyway ground as I kept his body pinned down which was almost two times bigger than mine. He pissed me off at the wrong time. I looked up for a split second during my chain of punches and that's when I saw it. The red and blue flashing lights.

While his body was ripped into pieces and no place in the library was free of blood. "Mike." I said barely above a whisper while tears kept on falling from eyes. My whole world had shattered into pieces and dust. *** Keep reading the book for more awaited fun especially in the next chapter. Love, EemanFaisal25

My empire's net wrapping tighter every hour, no cracks for scum like Viktor to slither through. I'd raze the city block by block before letting shadows touch her again. The thought chain snapped sharp—a soft, broken sob drifting from the bedroom. Faint but unmistakable, like her nightmares clawing back through the dark. "Adrian... I bolted up, heart slamming— *** Hi everyone, thank you for reading! If you enjoyed this chapter, please like, comment and add my book to your library. Your support means a lot to me. sora

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I wanted to be your partner, not your project. He turned the page. You made me feel beautiful and broken at the same time. And that contradiction lived in me like wildfire." Page after page, her voice bleed through. Raw. Honest. Forgiving in some places. Devastating in others. By the time she was finished, Killian was holding the book with white knuckles. If you ever find your way back to me, I won't make it easy. Because love shouldn't be easy. But if you're still willing to fight. then maybe we have a chance."

“How do you move forward when someone you loved turns out to be a stranger? How do you rebuild after something like this?” Elara closed her eyes, feeling the weight of Mia’s words. She remembered that feeling all too well—the disorientation, the heartbreak, the anger. But she also knew something else: that it was possible to rebuild, to find strength in the rubble of betrayal, and to emerge stronger on the other side.

The sound of glass shattering against the wall was satisfying, almost cathartic. I didn’t stop there. I grabbed another picture and threw it with all my strength, watching as it smashed into a million tiny pieces on the floor. Then another. And another. It felt good, so good to destroy every reminder of what we had been, of the man I thought I knew.

Lauren snatched the shard from my hand, her slender fingers trembling faintly under the sunlight. The moment she clearly made out the letters engraved on it, the once arrogant and imposing Miss Hayes suddenly found her breathing turning rapid.

For a moment, the fatigue faded from his face, and the sharp look he once had came back. He watched me expectantly, awaiting my answer. I shook my head gently. "Evan, I'll always remember that you saved me, and I'll forever be grateful. But we can't go back to the way things were. I can't accept you again. It's not that I hate you. It's just that the feelings are gone." The brightness in his eyes faded instantly. His smile froze, and his gaze became unfocused. He was clearly struggling to accept this harsh reality.