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CHAPTER EIGHTY FOUR

—JASMINE

Denzel's eyes narrow, his jaw clenched, as I turn to walk away, my anger and fear simmering just below the surface. He takes a step forward, his movements are fluid and deliberate, and his hands are shoved deep in his pocket.

"Why do you hate me so much?" he asks, his voice low and husky, his dark eyes glinting with a subtle intensity.

I spin around, my eyes flashing with anger, my heart racing with fear.

"Hate?" I scoff, my voice trembling with emotion.

"You think this is about hate? You think you can just kiss me, and expect me to be all sunshine and rainbows?"

I take a step closer to him, my fists clenched, my body tense. "You know that's the last fucking thing I want. And I made it clear to you. Did your illness mess you up?”

I want to make him mad but he’s just not letting my words get into him.

He’s like a brick wall.

Denzel shrugs, his expression unyielding, his eyes never leaving mine.

"That's the only word for it," he says, his voice dripping with conviction. "You
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Heather W
She gets cornered in a jail of her own making and the first thing she does is let stupidity get in the driver's seat of her brain and steer her away from her helpless infants. Honestly, now I see why the moon goddess thought her and Hades were compatible. They both succumb to stupidity under stress
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