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Chapter 10

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It felt as though she had been deep-fried in a pot of oil, her body aching in ways she couldn't even comprehend.

Time had blurred into a hazy fog as Heather curled up in the back seat, her mind drifting in and out of consciousness.

What a cruel game this was. All because she had once taunted him, had thrown around some derogatory words to provoke him.

Jason seemed to have taken it upon himself to exact revenge, to wear her down completely. Every inch of her body was tender, bruised from his relentless torment.

In the front seat, Jason sat silently, staring through the narrow gap of the car window as he smoked.

Heather glared at him, her anger simmering just beneath the surface when her phone rang.

She reached for it and saw that it was Brett calling.

Feigning distress, she answered, her voice thick with fake tears. "Brett, I've been bullied!"

Jason turned slightly, his gaze pinning her with an unsettling calm, betraying no guilt, no hint of remorse.

"What happened?" Br
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