Chapter 47: Erin's shadow

I picked up the book from the bed; my grip tightened on the hardcover as I reread the message.

YOU WILL NEVER WIN HIS HEART, I ASSURE YOU, BECAUSE HE WILL SEE YOU AS A SLUT. WATCH AND SEE.

A threat it is. Her tone was obviously aggressive and condescending; it swirled with so much confidence as if she had control over my fate.

Whatever she was planning, I had a clue; hopefully, I could prepare myself for the worst. Her intentions were painfully clear now that she had given me a hint. She is after my relationship with Mr. Clinton, and one thing that keeps bugging me is the question of why.

Why does she want to interfere with my quest for his heart?

What will she gain by doing all of this?

She expects me to shake in my boots because it seems that was the essence of the message she left behind.

I glanced at my door, my anger crawling to the surface. I very much wanted to go back there and confront her, but I reminded myself it was no use. I needed to tread carefully and not foolishly.

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