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CHAPTER THIRTY SEVEN

—JASMINE

Alison's expression is a masterclass in deception, her eyes sparkling with amusement despite her attempts to veil it with a fake sympathy.

Her smile is a thin disguise, a fragile mask that barely conceals her true delight. I'm not fooled, though - I know her too well, and I can see right through her facade.

She's reveling in my horrid state, she loves that I am no longer with her child and with my memory.

How can she be so cruel to me?

How can she go to such great lengths to destroy me, yet sit next to me, holding my hand, and acting like she genuinely gives a damn about my well-being? It's a harsh reminder that the people closest to us can be the ones secretly sucking the life out of us, draining our energy until we're too weak to break free.

They use their closeness and fake concern to hide their true intentions, making the betrayal even more brutal.

“Listen to me jasmine. You can’t trust anyone in the silvermist pack” She says.

I stare at her, acting like my brain is
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