My cousin Liam has a hobby. It' s ruining my life. Every time I found a girl I genuinely liked, he' d swoop in, charm her, and orchestrate a public, humiliating breakup. For years, I played the victim, internalizing the laughter and pity, dismissed by my mother as merely "jealous." But this time, with Chloe Jenkins, I wasn't just waiting for the storm. I built it. I watched as Liam Davis, parasite extraordinaire, took the bait. He flaunted Chloe on social media, convinced she was another notch on his belt, funded by his ex-wife Sarah' s endless alimony checks. Then, Sarah revealed Liam was living on borrowed time, off credit cards in her name. It was all a carefully laid trap, and he walked right into it, dragging Chloe and himself into a spiral of fraud and deception. He showed up at my door, a ghost of the man who terrorized my youth, wild-eyed and desperate. "You set this all up," he snarled as two menacing figures dragged me into a black SUV. He threw the first punch, my head snapping against the window. This wasn' t just about humiliation anymore; it was about survival. But Liam forgot one crucial detail: I wasn' t the only player in this game. And as his broken body plunged into the dark water, pulled down by the very current he created, I finally understood. Freedom wasn't a gift. It was a weapon, forged in years of pain, and wielded with precision.
My cousin Liam has a hobby. It' s ruining my life.
Every time I found a girl I genuinely liked, he' d swoop in, charm her, and orchestrate a public, humiliating breakup.
For years, I played the victim, internalizing the laughter and pity, dismissed by my mother as merely "jealous."
But this time, with Chloe Jenkins,
I wasn't just waiting for the storm.
I built it.
I watched as Liam Davis, parasite extraordinaire, took the bait.
He flaunted Chloe on social media, convinced she was another notch on his belt, funded by his ex-wife Sarah' s endless alimony checks.
Then, Sarah revealed Liam was living on borrowed time, off credit cards in her name.
It was all a carefully laid trap, and he walked right into it, dragging Chloe and himself into a spiral of fraud and deception.
He showed up at my door, a ghost of the man who terrorized my youth, wild-eyed and desperate.
"You set this all up," he snarled as two menacing figures dragged me into a black SUV.
He threw the first punch, my head snapping against the window.
This wasn' t just about humiliation anymore; it was about survival.
But Liam forgot one crucial detail: I wasn' t the only player in this game.
And as his broken body plunged into the dark water, pulled down by the very current he created, I finally understood.
Freedom wasn't a gift.
It was a weapon, forged in years of pain, and wielded with precision.
Introduction
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Chapter 1
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Chapter 2
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Chapter 3
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Chapter 4
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Chapter 5
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Chapter 6
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Chapter 7
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Chapter 8
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Chapter 9
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Chapter 10
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Chapter 11
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Chapter 12
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Chapter 13
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Chapter 14
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Chapter 15
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Chapter 16
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Chapter 17
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Chapter 18
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Chapter 19
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Chapter 20
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