From “Clingy” to Gone My Independence Was His Biggest Regret novel Chapter 11

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I hang up and send the photo to Mr. Foster.

A text notification pops up.

It’s a screenshot of a social media post.

Just graduated! Damien, you brave enough to divorce her and marry me?]

n the comments, Damien was the first to like and reply.

I’ll divorce her if you’re brave enough to marry me.]

taring at this post, I realize this has to be from Luna.

lausea rolls through me as I grip my phone tighter, and then more photos start flooding in.

hotel room scattered with used condoms everywhere.

Damien spent all his energy in my bed this week, so you can get some good rest~]

Don’t thank me–I’m just here to take your place anyway.]

Coming back home in three days, better watch your back, IVY!]

una’s texts make me sick to my stomach.

cover my mouth, fighting back bile, then contact Elite Investigation Services.

Need you to look into someone for me.]

type out Luna’s name.

ut immediately, they send back a rejection.

You’re Mrs. Lee? Sorry, we’ve been instructed not to take any cases from you.]

he top investigation firm in the city won’t touch this.

retty obvious whose doing that is

grip my phone tighter and I text my best friend.

Mika, I need you to contact a Pl service for me. Use your name to monitor this group chat.]

forward her the group chat with Damien’s crew.

oon I’m lurking in their conversation.

Damien’s not in this particular group, but the messages keep coming.

Anyone wanting to see Ivy in a bikini better place your bets now!]

Window’s closing, minimum bet is one million!]

Reading through this garbage, my face shows nothing.

I keep scrolling up until something makes my heart nearly stop.

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taring at these messages in disbelief, my vision blurs from dizziness.

Holy shit! Damien actually gave away Ivy’s brother’s matched heart to Luna?!]

Ivy’s brother was already opened up on the operating table–without that heart, he’s toast!]

thought Damien had at least some feelings for Ivy, but the second Luna asked, he handed over a heart they’d been searching for a year for.]

hese messages wrap around my throat like a noose.

can’t breathe, every drop of blood in my body seems to freeze solid.

ears stream down my face as I numbly close my phone.

he day my brother had his surgery. I waited outside the operating room for ten hours.

That I got was a blood–soaked doctor telling me there was a problem with the heart donation–my brother didn’t make it.

ried until I had nothing left, and Damien rushed to the hospital.

e held me tight, promising he’d always be there for me.

e said we could have a child together, build a happy family.

fter my brother died. I couldn’t eat. Damien cooked for me himself, making porridge and feeding me spoonful by spoonful.

lat’s when I tore up Grandpa Lee’s agreement, deciding to stay by Damien’s side.

ow fucking laughable–turned out he was the one who stole my brother’s heart.

jod….”

dutch my stomach and rush to the bathroom, throwing up everything. With shaking fingers, I search every social media platform I can think of.

nally, I find Luna’s IG.

year ago, the day of my brother’s surgery, she posted:

loing a good deed, giving a heart to someone who needs it.]

he photo shows an eighty–year–old homeless man.

e got my brother’s heart, tubes running all through his body.

ears pour from my eyes as my head pounds like someone’s taking an axe to my skull.

amien, how could you do this?!

force myself to stand, gritting my teeth, when my phone starts ringing.

Ivy, I’ve changed my mind. This time I want both you and the baby!”

The man’s voice is obsessive but carries a hint of desperation.

don’t refuse, wiping away my tears.

711 agree to be with you, but I need you to do me a favor…”

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