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