Chapter 91

  By the time we got home, my head was pounding.

  Not from the meeting exactly..

  It was Dominic.

  Just Dominic.

  I hated that.

  Hated that one conversation could follow me all the way home.

  Hated that his words kept replaying in my head whether I wanted them to or not.

  The cruelest punishm...

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