Chapter 8 – Family Table

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I stared at the last message until my fingers went numb. I still have your panties, Sophia. There was only one person who could send that. Adrian Vale. I locked the phone and put it face down on the bed. It didn’t help at all. The words stayed in my head. The phone buzzed again. Don’t ignore me. I was about to type back when I heard footsteps in the hall. “Sophia.” Damien’s voice. “Downstairs. Now.” I shoved the phone into my bag, fixed my dress, and opened the door. He was already walking toward the stairs, like he didn’t need to check if I would follow. The dining room suddenly felt too tight to me. Bella sat on Damien’s right, in the chair that used to be mine. She had changed into a white dress. Her cheek was still a little red, but she looked pleased. There was a third pla

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