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Chapter 92: There's No Coming Back From This
Sorry for the late update. ************************** TRIGGER WARNING: ASSAULT "Jace, what are you doing?" I screamed. "Shut up, you are coming with me," Jace growled, dragging me down the hall. "Have you even thought this through? What do you expect to accomplish from this? I'm not going to date you again, Jace, especially not after this, whatever the f**k this is," I scoffed. Jace paused, and at that moment, I yanked my arm away from his grasp and sprinted away from him. In theory, putting as much distance between Jace and me would have been a good idea. In reality, my ex is an experienced football player, and not only did he easily catch up to me, but he tackled me as well. It hurt—a lot. "Jace, this would be comical if it wasn't so disturbing. " I groaned in utter pain. "I a
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