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Chapter 59.

Author: T. K
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Alex slammed the door to his apartment. His jaw throbbed from Lucian's punch. The metallic taste of blood lingered in his mouth, but it was nothing compared to the bitterness that clawed at his heart.

He stumbled into the dimly lit living room, dragging his fingers through his tousled hair, his mind spiralling with rage and humiliation. Krystie’s icy words replayed in his mind, each syllable cutting deeper than the last. "How did I even fall in love with a douchebag like you?"

He cursed under his breath, grabbing a half-empty bottle of whiskey from the counter and taking a long, burning swig. But it didn’t dull the ache or erase the image of Krystie running into Lucian’s arms, her voice dripping with affection that used to be his.

He was still sipping the whiskey when he heard a faint creak from the bedroom. Slamming the bottle down, he stormed toward the noise, hoping against hope that it was not who he thought it was.

And there she was. Cassandra.

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