His Sweet Betrayal, Her Cold Vengeance

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t. "Disgraceful! Promiscuous! You've ruined everythi

the sheets, the faint pattern of the wallpaper. It was Dill

blow. A searing pain erupted in my chest, like an ic

already made their rounds. Someone had be

d after graduation. He had coaxed me, charmed me, plied me with alcohol until my resistance crumbled. He had play

r and over, lost in his own twisted desire. And I, in my p

ce cutting through the fog of my shock. She grab

for answers, for damage control. Her reputation. Mr. Reynold