CHAPTER 28
I hurried straight to the room, the door slamming shut behind me with a loud. My hands trembled slightly as I reached for the lock, ensuring it clicked firmly into place. I knew I had just grabbed everyone’s attention. It hadn’t been long since I had settled onto the bed, sitting there with a jumble of conflicting feelings swirling inside me, when I suddenly heard the unmistakable sound of a heavy, deliberate knock on the door. The knocking echoed through the room, “Valerie… please,” came the familiar, pleading voice through the door. “Let’s talk. Just talk to me, and I’ll explain everything. You’ve got it all wrong.” The words sounded sincere, desperate even. I could hear the faint strain in his voice, a mixture of frustration and hope that maybe, just maybe, I would listen. I hesita
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