Chapter 92

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Rebecca I can't believe William found his mate. My heart is shattered, and the ocean of hurt won't stop trying to drown me. I hate this. I'm so in love with William that it hurts, but he belongs to someone else. Dang, it's already morning. I've been wandering the streets. I don't know where I'm supposed to go… But I need to sleep. Since I'm too sad to head home, I make it to Greta's apartment. My eyes are puffy, and tears run down my cheek when she opens the door. "My God, what happened to you?" Greta looks concerned. I take in her freckly face with my lips quivering, but I freeze when I see her holding a large kitchen knife in her hand. I laugh through my tears. "Never mind my sadness—why are you armed with a flipping knife?!" "Oh," Greta scratches the back of her strawberry b

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