Book 2: Chapter 43

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She flinched at my words, her eyes flashing with anger, but I saw the crack. Just a flicker of something unguarded in her face, something that told me maybe, just maybe, I was getting to her. For a long moment, there was nothing but silence. Brittany’s breath quickened, her chest rising and falling rapidly, but I refused to give her an inch. I wouldn’t back down. Not when I had her where I wanted her. She recovered quickly, of course, her expression morphing back into that sickly sweet smile, the one she put on when she thought she had the upper hand. "You're pathetic, Riley," she sneered, trying to regain some composure. "Always playing the victim." As I stood there, eyes locked on Brittany, the weight of everything that had been building up inside me felt like it was threatening to cr

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