End the Stupid Bet, Win My Stage

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tipping the coffee tab

lass shattering acro

s thunderous expression, the muscles in his arms and chest fle

you think that's fucking okay?" he s

ntly, face pale as he

r voice unsteady. "I'm not

, she turned and hur

clenched tight. "I need a smoke," he growled, storming out a

e left, the

calated fast." Dere

hookups. Why the hell did he lose it

ly that dense? It's one thing when he jokes about himsel

went quiet-until they noticed Alora, still

another sharp cramp tw

ut a word and walked out, le

ouse, the night air h

t in time to see Caden and

und between them. "No thanks. I don't accept

ng. "Your roommate said you've been sick. I know auditions are

er lips together,

e bag, and practically f

yourself, okay?" His voice

sted-not from the cramps this time, but from

hat different

old, and Caden rushes

e emergency pill's side effects, he didn't care

body would be with a fever-or now, how she

about Brielle? He'

ra, disgusting locker r

. The difference hit l

as her phone buzzed in her poc

e came through, b

our flights. We'll lea

wallowe

u mentioned wanting to introduce him to me. What a

ll out, her taillights glowing as

tching the car until i

r. 'It doesn't matter. We're done. Caden. I

**

next

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nation done-international health p

wasn't about to take c

er test results in hand, exhausti

ing room, she nearly collide

's voice, shar

look

tense, icy blue eyes narrow

pond, Brielle cut in

u didn't need to come.

ode toward the reception desk,

just Alora and Cade

arp eyes catching the st

ow fur

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ed, her pul

f course. The OB-GYN department was ri

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mouth to deny

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if I