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83. Confession

Author: Joy Lova
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Only God knew how long Vanya stayed in her room, keeping everything that happened to herself and didn't let any words related to the fatal mistake she made on her boss, who was also her secret lover. Her hands gripped on the pillow tightly as her mind raced. She couldn't hide this heinous secret from her family.

Vanya remembered what her late father told her years back. Sometimes, someone needed to swallow the bitter truth to get a sense of relief. It had been months since she felt a constricted feeling every time she inhaled. The woman was suffocating from her own mistake and blinded revenge, not knowing that she had targeted the wrong person.

The empty yet remorseful look on her eyes stared at the phone on her hand. The same phone she used to take pictures of Autoekomsten's blueprint to fulfill Gustav's request. A memento of the beginning of her betrayal toward the innocent man named Kevin.

A stinging bead of tears rolled down her cheek. Vanya realized the error on her ways,
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