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Chapter 198: Where is Ashley?

Author: Siena Faye
last update Last Updated: 2024-11-24 21:33:35

Andreas’s POV

The weight of my own words crashed over me, but I held her gaze, unflinching. She needed to understand this. I could see the flicker of realization, of shame, of something like horror in her eyes.

I stared at her, my jaw tight. “People don’t just snap out of nowhere. You must have seen something. Some sign that he wasn’t as harmless as you thought.”

She hesitated. “There were… moments,” she admitted, her voice barely above a whisper. “Like when I started dating Shawn. Kennedy hated him. We had a huge fight about it, and he said… things.”

“What kind of things?” I demanded, stepping closer.

She swallowed. “He said Shawn didn’t deserve me. That he’d ruin me. He was so… angry. I thought it was just jealousy. I thought he’d get over it.”

“And did he?” I asked sharply.

She shook her head. “Not really. He kept showing up. At my apartment, at work. Always with some excuse—checking on me, needing to talk. I told him to stop, but he wouldn’t listen.”

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