Chapter 92

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Nerina's POV I could barely breathe as I ran down the hallway toward the exit. Me seeing Liam in only a towel in front of those... those... f*cking sluts, was too much for me to take. The excruciating pain hit my chest and it knocked the air right out of my lungs. I could feel my heart slowly being ripped into small pieces... I gasped for air, and pulled my arms around my chest, hoping it would be enough to get to the exit. My mind was mocking me with images of Liam, Gwen, and Jone over and over again... as if it was rubbing in my face that I was warned to stay clear... How could he? How could he do this to me? Zira growled in my mind... she was just as disgusted and hurt as I was, but at least she didn't put her heart out for Douglas to crush it... I didn't listen and fell

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