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CHAPTER THIRTY-EIGHT : MY FATHER

“And I’m fucking sorry for that, Leah,” he said.

“Why? Why did you do it, Xavier? I loved you so much, so why did you do it? Why did you sleep with Natasha?” I asked, my vulnerability seeping through my tone. And I felt shitter than ever. I so badly wanted to put the blame on somebody, and it all f...