CHAPTER 11

Elsie's POV

I stood there and listened.

Every moan. Every rustle of sheets. Every filthy word out of her mouth. Him groaning like he hadn’t just told me he loved me less than twenty-four hours ago.

Pathetic.

But I didn’t cry, nor did I flinch.

I had already promised myself that I wouldn't waste ...

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