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Chapter8:  A DIFFERENT KIND OF PAIN

Jayla

"Harry," I whisper, shocked. He just smirks and moves closer to me.

My eyes widen and I panic, backing up. My back touches the cold railing and I realize that I'm in a balcony with practically no way out. My eyes desperately move to the door but he is guarding it, standing directly in front of...