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Chapter 78 - Bang Bang

Author: Lin Daniels
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JULIET POV

The amount of tears I have shed in the last twenty-four hours is shameful. I don't even know who I am anymore. I'm a stranger in my own body, and all I want to do is escape. I'm certainly not the blabbering mess I've been ever since Farrah Moretti paid me a visit.

I want to hate her.

But I can't.

She's only protecting her family, and right now, they need protection from me. I have the power to break their hearts the way mine is breaking right now.

If only things were different. If only I was just a normal girl without any grudges and parents who weren't royally screwed up, we could have had a life together. I know it sounds crazy to think that I could have had a relationship with all three Morettis at once, but somehow, the idea doesn't feel bizarre to me.

"Are you sure this is what you want to do?" Mai's eyes are downcast as I zip up my suitcase.

"Maybe one day I can explain to you why I'm doing what I'm doing." I lift her chin, and the solemn look in
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