The Devil I Swore to HateUpdated at Jul 26, 2026, 11:44
He was the boy I grew up with. The same boy I promised myself I would always hate. Jim had a talent for getting on my nerves, whether he was stealing my things, teasing me relentlessly, or flashing that annoyingly confident smirk every time I lost my temper. But somewhere between all the arguments and endless bickering, the way his eyes lingered on me a little too long made my heart betray me. Falling for my greatest enemy was never part of the plan... yet fate seemed determined to prove me wrong