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    “Got it.”


    As Sabrina reached the door, Eric suddenly spoke up. “Wait a second.”


    “What is it?”


    “I just wanted to rify… about earlier. It was just part of the game.” Though he phrased it gently, she understood right away.


    She offered a small smile, saying, “I know. You don’t have to exin.” It had just been a game—a moment that wasn’t meant to mean anything. Of course, she understood.


    “Goodnight,” she said with a smile and walked away.


    The taxi came to a stop outside Rachel’s residentialpound, and she stepped out.


    She had barely taken a few steps when a firm grip closed around her wrist, apanied by a scent she knew all too well. “Brian White, what the hell?”


    Rachel’s eyes widened in shock as she turned to face him. Shouldn’t he be with Tracy? What was he doing here?


    Before she could make sense of it, his arms tightened around her from behind.


    His warm breath brushed against her skin, sending an unwanted shiver down her spine.


    His grip was unrelenting, his strength catching her off guard. No matter how much she struggled, she couldn’t shake him off.


    “Rachel, you’re so coldhearted,” Brian murmured, pressing a soft bite against her shoulder, his toneced with hurt.


    “Coldhearted? The nerve of him. If anyone had been coldhearted, it was him.”


    “Brian, don’t twist things. I have nothing to feel guilty about. We broke up. Now let me go, or I swear I’ll call for help.”


    Brian hesitated, sensing the genuine anger in her voice.


    His voice dropped to something softer, almost pleading. “Rachel, let’s not fight anymore. I miss you. I don’t want to sleep alone tonight. Juste back with me, please?”


    Once, those words would have melted her heart. But now? They barely stirred anything in her.


    It wasn’t her he missed. It was the convenience of having her.


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    “I’ll say this onest time—you’re drunk.”


    She shoved him off and took a quick step back, creating space between them.


    “Rachel…” He reached for her again, but she didn’t let him get close.


    Without hesitation, Rachel pulled out her phone and dialed.


    “Rachel? What’s up? It’ste.” Tracy’s voice came through, full of confusion.


    “I’m sending you my location. Come get Brian.”


    After saying that, Rachel hung up the phone with a decisive click.


    Brian stared at her, disbelief etched across his features.


    In the past, any mention of Tracy would trigger Rachel’s jealousy, yet now she actively pushed him in Tracy’s direction.


    She had truly transformed.


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