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Chapter 8

Author: Tummy
last update Last Updated: 2024-09-10 19:09:34

Emma's POV

Gregory’s words hit me like a slap, sharp and sudden.

“Have I not told you to stay away from me? What is this you're doing?" His voice, cold and distant, sliced through the air like a winter breeze, sending a chill down my spine. My heart twisted in my chest, each beat heavier than the last.

I tried to hold the plate steady, but my hands betrayed me, trembling under the weight of his disdain.

The Omega next to him—tall, confident—stepped forward. Her smile, sickly sweet, didn’t reach her eyes. “Oh, are you okay? Hope everything is fine. Hope everything is good,” she chirped, her tone laced with false concern.

Her eyes sparkled with something I recognized too well: satisfaction. She was enjoying this.

I lowered my gaze, stepping back. She had every right to be so close to Gregory, to touch him without fear. Unlike me.

I had no claim, no ground to stand on. Gregory’s glare was enough to make me feel small, a shadow barely worth acknowledging.

I said nothing. M
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