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MONICA’S POV
I turned away, pulling open my door, walking in and slamming it hard enough for the house to shake if only it hadn’t been built perfectly.
Hurting Adria would be delightful. She was a stupid know-it-all who taught she was the most perfect being on earth. Countless times, she had judged me with her expression, she had looked down on me just because she was going out with Lucien and she believed in him stupidly.
No matter what I said or did, her love for and trust in him did not wane. It almost felt like I wasting my time on her. I had to go more forcefully. Make her leave, if possible transfer her out of the country, destroy her phones and all the numbers she had and eradicate everything linking her to New Orleans. If possible, I’d brainwash her but at the moment, I was
