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His Distraction

Author: Bree
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Reina’s POV

If I had thought the ride here had been hell, I was so damn wrong.

The moment I stepped out of the car, the cool evening air prickled against my skin, a brutal reminder of how utterly exposed I am. My hands immediately clutched at the torn fabric of my dress, trying—futilely—to make it cover more than it could.

My chest rose and fell in ragged breaths as memories clawed their way to the surface.

The stares. The whispers.

The reason I had started hiding beneath baggy clothes all those years ago.

‘Your body invites bad luck,’ my stepmother had sneered, her voice filled with venomous certainty.

Bad luck.

That’s what she had called it. That’s what she had called the rape.

I swallowed the bile rising in my throat.

Not now. I couldn’t break down now.

"Will you just stand there trying to be modest, or will you wheel me inside?" Cassian’s voice sliced through the air like a blade, dark and mocking.

My fingers curled into fists. Bastard.

I wanted to slap that s
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