I'm no slut...
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The day had unfurled its release of events, casting Gabriella into the rhythm of her own life. Her morning had been a whirlwind of preparations and contemplations, each step carrying her closer to the promise of a new start.
Yet, amidst the serenity of her surroundings, a sudden intrusion shattered the tranquility. Her phone buzzed, its screen illuminating with an incoming call. An unlisted number flashed before her eye. Her heart tightened with a mixture of curiosity and apprehension as she hesitated before answering.
"Hello, Gabby," Richard's voice unfurled from the line, its familiarity tinged with an unsettling undertone that sent a shiver down her spine. Memories, some welcome and others tainted with a sense of foreboding, surged forth at the mere sound of his
