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Chapter Seventy-Five

Author: Avery Rowan
last update Last Updated: 2024-10-29 19:42:56
She stood in front of her window and watched as Holly drove away, her car loaded to the brim with her possessions. A knot twisted in the pit of her stomach as she stared after the car as it pulled out of the apartment complex’s parking lot, worried that somehow, her life had just changed and she had no idea in what way.

Holly turned left and then disappeared around the corner, vanishing from sight. Gone. Valerie hadn’t wanted it to happen, but then again, she had done nothing to stop it, either. It was her fault. She never should have given in to Damien’s twisted perversions. And yet, there was nothing else she could do once she had surrendered that first time. He brought something out of her that she never knew existed, and there was no way she could put it back now that she knew it was there. What’s more, she knew it was inside of Damien as well. Holly knew it, too. They did not have the same goals or wants, and that never works for a long period of time. Perhaps their breaking up w
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As it looks, the game is still happening. I wonder what new path it could take now. What do yu think?

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