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Chapter Sixteen

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Chapter Sixteen: One Sided Love

Veronica’s POV

In the solitude of the dimly lit room, I found myself plunged into a sea of introspection. The flickering light of a distant streetlamp cast ethereal shadows across the walls, mirroring the complexities that had entwined my life with Bruno's. As I lay there, the pain in my heart was not just from our recent argument but from a deeper realization that had been festering within me for far too long.

My mind began to trace the journey of their relationship, from the innocent days of the wedding when they first became stepsiblings to the tangled web of emotions that now enveloped them. I acknowledged that the love I harbored for Bruno had been a clandestine flame burning fiercely within me , but the reflection now cast a harsh light on the stark reality – it was a one-sided love affair.

I had poured my heart and soul into a love that I believed was reciprocated, blinded by the fervor of my emotions. The moments we shared, the stolen glances
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