Ruined By My Brother's Best Friend (by Silverwriter) novel Chapter 80

So instead, I stood, snatched the duvet from his hands, grabbed my pillows, and walked back into the guest room before climbing onto the bed.

I hated the fact that I was lying in his fiancée’s bed, surrounded by a room that had clearly been curated to her taste.

It made me feel sick, but I shoved down every instinct telling me to leave, burrowed deeper beneath the covers, and closed my eyes.

I was breaking every promise I’d made to myself, but I didn’t have the strength to fight anymore. Especially not tonight.

I didn’t know how long I lay curled beneath the blankets, but it was long enough for sleep to begin pulling me under.

But suddenly, the bedroom door opened and my eyes flew open, panic crawling up my spine.

I hadn’t locked the door because I knew, without a doubt, that Alvise wouldn’t bother coming anywhere near this room if I

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was in it. So… Who was it?

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eezed my eyes shut again, pretending to be asleep until I felt someone’s shadow looming over me. Terrified, I snapped myeyes open with a scream.

The sound died in my throat the moment I met the familiar blue of his eyes. I frowned. “What are you doing here?”

Alvise stood over me with a deep scowl etched across his face before crouching down until we were eye level./

He reached out, pressed the back of his hand against my forehead, and frowned even deeper. “What is wrong with you”

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