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CHAPTER SEVENTY SEVEN - SOUR

WILLIAMS’ POV

I stood frozen, my words caught in my throat. Emily's words cut deep, and I realized my mistake.

"Emily, I..." I started, but she cut me off.

"Don't. Just don't. You have made it clear where your priorities lie. Monica, always MMonica.She is dead for crying out loud and I have done so much for you to love me even half the way you loved her but. No, you are always fixating about her and even talking about her in your sleep."

Her voice trembled with anger and hurt. I took a step forward, but she held up her hand.

"Don't you dare come near me. I need space. I need time to think. I want a child and if that is too hard for you to understand I would get one myself. " she looked at me, her eyes burning with anger. I could see that crack that grew on her face and I knew I had to say something real quick.

I nodded, feeling defeated. "I understand. I will give you space."

Emily turned, attempting to leave, but I called out to her.

"Emily, wait. Please understand..."

She spun aro
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