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0052.

Niylah's pov

The air in that hall was thick, and nobody spoke for some time. The principal gaze swept icily around the scene before him—Liam and Henry bruised, breathing heavily; me still wrestling with the pull of my Alpha instincts, my arm still tingling from Henry's grip.

"What is going on here?" the principal asked once more, this time more sharply.

I sharply drew one breath to calm the storm inside. This wasn't how it was supposed to go, but the truth was out now, and it could never be taken back. "Sir, it's over," I stated, firmly but calmly. "I'm done with Henry. Done with all of this. Can't keep pretending.

Henry's face twisted in anger, but some of the defiance had leaked from his stance. "You don't get to just throw me away, Niylah," he spat, but there was no mistaking the desperation underlying his tone.

Liam took another step forward. Bruises were still evident, but he held himself tall. "She doesn't owe you anything, Henry," he said, his tone clear yet quiet.

"You lost
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