NovelEnglishChapter 0364
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| walk over to the bathroom door, watching as she washes her face with soap and water frantically, even going
as far as to gargle.
| turn away, feeling worse than | have in years.
What was | expecting? | don’t have much to offer. I'm a man without an education, a man on the run... a man
working in a garage and at a construction company. She's a doctor, she comes from a powerful pack, powerful
friends and family...
We were always two separate sides of a coin...
Somehow it’s worse than when | was told my parents didn’t want me....
She rushes pastand pauses at the padoor. She glances back at me, and all | can see on her face is guilt.
“This never should have happened.” Her voice is shaky as she runs her fingers through her half-wet hair.
“No, it shouldn't have. You wouldn't want anyone to know you had your tongue down a killer's mouth now, would
you?” | say emotionlessly, despite the storm within. “The Toussaint Princess is waiting. Go.”
“I didn’t mean...” she trails off as | walk over to the door placing my fingertips above her breasts and push her
out lightly, she still stumbles not expecting that, but | stop myself from reaching out to her and instead shut the
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curtains.
| turn away, angry at myself.
What was | thinking? That she would somehow just accept me?
| grab a can of beer and open it, gulping it down.
“Zaia! Oh my god, you're here! How?” Valerie's voice reachesas | drop onto the sofa, an uncomfortable
weight in my chest.
“I had to come. You've worried me, Val.”
There's silence for a moment before they begin talking and | know | shouldn't listen, but | can’t help it. How is
she able to pretend what happened never happened?
Because it didn’t mean anything to her.
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What does it even mean to me?
I've never had anything in life to call mine, even the power | have been given was
for the use of others...
| place the empty can down, not wanting to disturb her, although the temptation
to smash everything in the room is real. | stand up and take out another can from the fridge and gulp it down.
It was a kiss or two, nothing more...
“Oh, my... who is this from?” Zaia laughs teasingly.
“No one! Zaia. Why would it be from anyone?”
“Because there's a note and a tasty meal. Aww so cute! | have read many notes, and this one seems like it's
written by a handsman.” She chuckles.
“Well, he’s nothing special, he’s just one of the few colleagues | met at the hospital. They're really nice,” Valerie
replies dismissively.
Nothing special.
| grab the few bottles | have in the fridge, but this is not going to be enough. I bite. the cap off one, downing it,
letting the liquid burn my throat, but it does nothing.
“So, tellabout this ‘no one special.” Zaia insists and Valerie laughs.
“Zaia stop! Like | said, it's just someone | know. Con, tellhow are the kiddies? You should have brought
them along...”
Standing up, | grab my jacket and keys. | can’t stay here and listen to any more of this. Not when the rock on my
chest is suffocating me. I’m pulling on my boots when | hear the last thing | needed to hear.
“So... are you really tellingthere's no one around here that you're into?” Zaia sounds almost disappointed.
“Please, con, there’s no one around here worth mentioning, ok. Trust me, would I lie to you?”
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmOnly | was the idiot to keep starving myself back then, in the hopes of catching a glimpse of her... the pain and
suffering felt worth it... now? Now | feel like an idiot. and I'm ready to vent.
My eyes blaze as | leave the apartment, slamming the door behindas | walk down the hall, zipping my jacket
up.
I'm Zade, I'm no fucking saint, but I’m not going to let a princess walk all over
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| get on my bike, revving the engine before | zoom off into the night, refusing to slow down as | keep going
faster... wishing that the thoughts in my head could be left behind...
The image of her washing her face and rinsing her mouth out hit the hardest.
Even if | had a feeling she was using me, it still stung.
Everything is a blur as | keep going, the smell of burning rubber strong in my nose, but | don’t stop...
Instead, | keep going faster with no destination in mind.
Where does a person likego, anyway?
In the end, | have nothing.
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