Love Rewriting

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ses were clouded by the lingering haze of the night before. Blinking against the harsh sunli

igure lying beside me. A man. His arm draped over my waist like a claim. What? I screamed internally, my pulse r

y clothes. Scatte

he duvet to my chest, my mind scrambling to piece together what h

s. Then, like a cruel whisper in t

own step sister had done this. Why? My chest heaved, anger bubbling beneath m

fr

in the doorway

y heart clenched as I saw the look on his face-disappointmen

plain," I pleaded, my voice shaky, desperate. But he simpl

nd him, she ste

you, Father," she said, her voice dripping wi

twisted i

, betrayal lacing my

.. what do you mean Camile " she mocked, I don't und

heeks. Before I could even defend myself, my stepmother saun

the scene before her. "Looks like y

within me. But it didn't matter what I said-

lding steady. "Dad, please..." But he said not

thing insid

o the room. She leaned slightly, trying to get a look at the stranger still fast asleep beside me, but his face remained obscured

digging into my palm. "Why did

fake innocence.She just tilted her head, pretending to think. "Hmm... because it was so easy?

t you wanted us to be a happy family. I th

t you marry someone as influential as Raymond?" Her eyes gleamed with wicked amusement. "No, no, n

d. This was all

Bye, sister," she chirped, her voice sickeningly sweet. "Enjoy the rest

l freely. My mind raced with one d

made it clear he was still fast asleep. My stomach churned

espo

g. He was deep in whatever

d just kill him. Right here. Right now. But what would

. And I had walked