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128. The worst addiction [18++]
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UHASAHello readers, So, the time is closer for them to execute their plan. Will they be successful in apart MiAbi?
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Michael's pov -I am holding her close, her warmth radiating against my body. The past lingers like a shadow, but at this moment, in Abby's embrace, I want to believe that I can move on. Doubts claw at me, questioning whether she cheated or whether there was a connection I couldn't fathom.But what if it was just like what I had with Ema? Maybe it meant nothing to share with me, or perhaps fear held her back. It's time to release the grip of the past, especially now that I know William's sinister intentions.I tighten my hold around Abby as if I can anchor myself in the present by holding her closer. The memories of that party night are like a haunting nightmare. The image of William attempting to harm her, to violate her, it's a vision that chills me to the core.If Jack hadn't shown me the proof of William's intentions, if I hadn't intervened, what could have happened? The thought alone sends a shudder down my spine. I press Abby closer, my heart aching at the mere thought of her in
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Michael's pov -The early morning air is crisp and cool as I walk past the office guard, his surprise evident in his eyes as they widen upon seeing me at such an ungodly hour. "What are you doing at the office at this time, Sir? It's 7 am only," he stammers, clearly taken aback by my unexpected appearance.I give him a curt nod, my face a mask of determination. The truth is, I can't bear another moment in that suffocating house, the walls echoing with doubts and questions that gnaw at my mind. I need answers – about that day, about Abby, about the secrets that seem to have woven themselves into the fabric of our marriage.I need to confront the man I suspect of being involved with my wife, the man who might have shattered the trust that was once the foundation of our relationship. Abby is mine, and I can't stand the thought of someone else intruding upon what's rightfully mine. My heart clenches at the thought of her in another man's arms, her laughter echoing in a space that isn't mea
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