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CHAPTER 27
BLAIR’S POV. I hold my coffee cup close to my skin. The warmth of the coffee was the only sensation I could feel right now. I wanted to disappear, to run away from all of this, to stop getting lied to, I could have been so stupid to not have seen this coming. I wanted to cry, to scream, to punch something, even get something destroyed. But here I was sitting in the coffee shop next to the person who had made a fool out of me. Maybe I was stupid, I should have been anywhere but near Valerie, I should have been far away from her. As stupid as it sounds I needed to know why, why did she choose to be my friend knowing full well I was mated to them. My butt was rooted to the seat, my only desire was to know why. Maybe then I might have some sort of closure. Valerie made to hold my hands b
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