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His eyes widened, and for the first time, I saw real fear in them. He wasn’t used to losing. He wasn’t used to me standing up to him. But I was done. I wasn’t backing down.
“Please, Chloe,” he whispered, stepping toward me again. “Don’t do this. Don’t leave me. I’ll change.”
I could see the panic in his eyes now, the way his confidence was crumbling. He wasn’t threatening me anymore. He was pleading. But it didn’t matter. The damage had already been done.
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