Lily
“Don’t touch me!” I hiss at Paul, anger brewing inside. He and I had dreams about the future. He knew how Phoebe and the whole family treated me, yet he turned around and betrayed me like that. He has no right to touch me.
Naomi raises her eyebrows at me, clearly surprise by my reaction.
“He is my ghost ex,” I explain, and she frowns.
“Got my stepsister pregnant, proposed to her and pretended that we have never met. I was the delusional psycho with an imaginary boyfriend to everyone.”
“Lilian, please. Can we just talk about this?” the treacherous bastard pleads. It is taking everything in me not to slap him.
“No, Paul. I never want to talk to you again. I wish you and Phoebe the best.”
He lets out a sigh. The bastard can’t even look at me in the eye. He knows what he did.
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