Chapter 25

I curled tighter on the tile. Nails digging into my palm. Thighs sticky with need and shame and the ache of a girl who had just wrecked herself for a man who didn't even fuck her.

I didn't hear the door.

Didn't hear the footsteps.

I just felt it.

That shift in the air. That tightening in m...

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