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Chapter 57: SCOTT
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2025-04-25 11:13:00Iris’s pov
I was taken aback at his words,"Damon’s."How did he know Damon? Who was he? Who was Andrew?I stood frozen to the ground, my chest pounding so hard I could hear my heartbeat.I gripped the hem of my dress as my body shivered. I never knew until now the influence Damon had on me. Even just the mention of his name was enough to make my body go numb.I knew he was capable of anything, but I never expected him to still get to me,even after moving to a small town. These past few weeks, I had finally felt peaceful.Though I hadn’t had the chance to breathe in the wonderful smell of red roses or enjoy the view from the balcony or under the streetlight, I had peace,until now.Andrew stood tall, his left hand deep in his pocket. He rubbed the space between his brows.I didn’t want to listen to his blabber and quickly headed out to work.“Heyyy, Little Petel! Off to work again?”“Yes, Miss Jenkins.”
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