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2025-01-27 14:39:16**Lailaâs POV:**
I couldnât stop the whirlwind of thoughts racing through my mind as I stepped into Nolanâs house. The door clicked behind me, and I couldnât help but feel like a stranger in my own skin. A part of me still couldnât believe what had just happenedâwhat Hamilton had just said to me. Her words echoed in my mind, harsh and biting. *âYou are nothing but an imposter. This is not your home. You don't belong here.â*Her words felt like daggers, but they didnât hurt as much as I thought they would. I had been through far worse. I had spent years of my life buried in confusion, struggling to grasp the truth of who I was. Now, standing here, I was beginning to see just how deep this entire game went, and the rules were shifting faster than I could keep up.I tried to push away the lump in my throat, but it was hard. I had never felt so alone in my life. As Hamilton dragged Maraâher daughter, not Lilaâout of the house, I watched them leave. I knew som
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