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Alarm Bells
"He is using you," Ronan said once we got out of the driveway, his brows drawn, his eyes fixed on the road. "You don't know that," I said, my voice so low it was almost a whisper. I felt horrible for just letting go of Florian's hand when he was the only one to extend a hand to me when I truly needed it. I felt like a traitor, just like Ronan and Damien, and it didn't help matters that I was in Ronan's car like he hadn't shown me utmost hostility ever since it happened. "Oh, I do. You are naive. Dumb. Unintelligent. A f*****g typical girl who wants to jump ships and run towards any man who offers her a..." "Don't you f*****g say that about me! You aoded Damien to cheat, a day before our wedding." "And what if I did?" He asked, turning to me briefly. "For goodness f*****g sake, he was
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