Chapter 22  

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I gave Damian a non-committal look, having no desire to repeat myself. Damian shook his head and murmured, "Impossible... you're just angry. How could you not love me?" As he spoke, he strode forward, attempting to pull me toward him. Kael stepped forward first, blocking his path. He was taller than Damian, and his physique was something a club-hopping rich boy could never hope to match. Just standing there, his sheer presence alone was enough to intimidate anyone. Standing side by side, the contrast was brutal. The more I looked at them, the less I understood how I could have been so blindly devoted to someone like Damian for all these years. Perhaps I had truly been blinded by his face and the companionship of all these years; I simply hadn't been able to distinguish companionship fr

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