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Chapter Twenty
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2024-10-29 19:42:56Dominic
I shut my eyes as I unprecedentedly locked my lips on Spencer’s. Valentine had begun to get back on my head, and all I wanted is to have so
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Valentine“Hi, Nick. It’s me, Valentine, again. It’s been three weeks since you haven’t returned any of my calls. I’m just worried that something bad happened to you. I’ve been visiting you every day, but your mom and sister always tell me that you went out. I just think we really need to talk, you know. Please call me back.”I stared at the screen of my phone for a while and eventually putting it back in my pocket after it locked on its own. I gripped the steering wheel and looked at Dominic’s house one last time before finally starting the engine and driving to work. I’ve been doing the same routine every day, and honestly, I’ve never been committed like this before. I always wake up early just so I’ll have some time to drive and hopefully catch Dominic. Unfortunately, I always end up disappointed. I know Mrs. Warren and Collene were lying to me about Dominic b
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ValentineI glued my eyes at the ceramic vase filled with colorful flowers as the nurse prepared the first aid kit. At the first look, I thought they were fresh flowers until I moved a little, and I instantly recognized them to be fake. It seemed too easy to replace fresh flowers with plastic ornaments just because they last forever.“This is going to sting a little bit,” The nurse warned as if I don’t already know that it will sting.“I know.” I coughed.I know it’s just a sting, but that’s the whole point of this damn situation. It’s just a small sting, and that’s entirely nothing compared to what I am currently feeling right now. I’ve got cuts and bruises all over my lips and face, but it’s totally strange that I don’t feel them at all. All I’m feeling right now is the sharp claws of misery scratching every inch of my in
