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Chapter 1 Crack

Word Count: 1115    |    Released on: 26/06/2025

oo quiet for a

my stepfather on one of his political calls. But tonight, it was silence that

ith Tyler's, a boy who had no business touching me. But I wanted it. Wanted him. Wa

s hands roamed beneath my oversized tee, finding

murmured into the h

with my legs wrapped around

erator was the only w

cr

fro

the hallway. Standing there, in nothing but a navy robe and holding a half-fill

s voice even, contr

very inch of my body like sweat. Tyler scra

ow

look back

-

behind me, and I sank onto the bed,

nore

I didn't hear footsteps, no yelli

r was gone. And

-

later, I sa

le

lue suit and holding a briefcase like some Wall Street intern. I watched from

study door clo

sound. Muffled voices. Low laughter. Something abo

had my tongue down his throat just nights ago. He didn't glance at the st

d shut behind him, I

I said, standing ju

om his drink. "I know everythin

to him? Why is h

sip. "Because h

in my chest. "Y

es were hard. Cold. The same ey

aid. "You're playing a g

down. "You kil

le

n't de

't conf

wly. Like a wolf pl

. Reckless. Emotional. And like her, you'll end u

-

ight,

chaos of the city whe

be in, sitting next to a woman with eyes like

she asked, her voi

, though

dra

dan

kis

didn't give answers. Her apartment was a mess of can

a moment, I forgot the world. Forgot the blood on

return

iting in

ell lik

nch. "Get ou

rom me, Skye. But remember-every secret

ed pas

-

hat followed,

e attic, through memories I had locked away.

drowned. There were

y report w

dled her case? Transf

g screame

study, I found an old photo-my mother and Tyler

tarted before

a web I couldn

was the note. Slip

on't trust the m

art s

wrot

kn

laimed. But his eyes lingered too long. His fingers brushed mine a little too intentionally. A

in the

the note wa

d to be

that-I nee

could

No. He

dn't even kno

I met

vant. Handsome in a brooding kind of way. He claimed h

almost let mys

ne night,

to my st

ghi

old f

-

n my room and screamed into m

s al

by men who

n my veins and t

asn't d

rror, tracing the

," I whispered

I

mother's

bring

it kil

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