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Eleven

DIAN ANGELO POV.

She was going to deny it to the very end, the witch. How could she look me straight in the eyes and act like she didn't know what I was talking about? It had already been two days and I was still obsessing over it. How could she so blatantly deny everything without even batting an eye?

Kissing her had been a bloody mistake, one that I had committed In the heat of the moment because seeing her staring at that guy as if he was her salvation rubbed me in all the wrong way and pissed me off to no end.

First, it had been Zach, the guy that she was allegedly getting married to, and now it was the freaking painter. Was one guy not enough to satisfy her? Did her parents get to her so much that now she did everything they asked of her? Was acquiring the fortunes of others the only thing important to her?

But why did she have to look at me like that? She had stared at me as if I was making stuff up just to discredit her, and why did that bother me at all? I didn't care about
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