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    For the first time, Dominic’s face twisted with anxiety and unease as he reached out to grab my hand.


    I wrenched my hand away, shoving him back with frantic force, my voice cracking as I cried out, “I don’t want to hear anything you have to say. Just go away!”


    Looking astonished, Dominic staggered backward and attempted to take hold of my arm while frantically saying, “Calm down, listen to my exnation!”


    I wasn’t interested in his words; all I could think about was getting him as far away from me as possible. With whatever strength I had left, I pushed him out of the room and mmed the door shut with a deafening crash.


    “Makenna! Open the door!” Dominic’s fists pounded against the door, each knock striking my heart, causing it to splinter into jagged shards.


    I leaned against the door, sliding down slowly until I sat on the floor, covering my mouth with my hand as I cried my eyes out.


    I had no idea how much time passed, but eventually, the banging slowed to a faint echo.


    Just when I thought Dominic had finally gone, I heard footsteps again outside the door.


    “How is Makenna?” Bryan’s voice, thick with concern, cut through the silence.


    Dominic sighed, the sound heavy with frustration and helplessness, his voice tight as he muttered, “She doesn’t want to hear my side of things.”


    There was another knock on the door, followed by Bryan’s voice. “Makenna, open the door. It’s not what you think.”


    Then yton’s gentle tone filtered through. “Makenna, please, let us talk. We can figure this out together, okay?”


    From their voices, I could already guess what had happened. Last night, they had all slept with those sex ves.


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    The realization stabbed through me like a thousand needles, and my heart shattered into pieces, each fragment too jagged to stitch back together.


    I could maybe understand Bryan and Dominic, but yton… how could he? How could he betray me like this?


    I could still hear the cruel taunts of that sex ve echoing in my mind, and my stomach twisted with revulsion. I stumbled toward the bathroom, clutching the toilet as the contents of my stomach surged forward.


    The pain in my gut felt like it was carving a deep wound, each spasm a reminder of how my heart had been shattered, piece by piece.


    When it was over, I was utterly spent, my body drained of all strength. I copsed onto the floor, leaning back against the cold bathroom wall, trying to breathe through the emptiness that engulfed me.


    In that moment, the world around me felt like a broken illusion.


    Taking a deep breath, I rose in a haze and slowly opened the bedroom door.


    “What else is there to say?” My gaze was distant and frigid as I looked at the three princes outside, my voice ragged.


    The three princes were visibly taken aback, clearly not expecting me to appear this way.


    yton’s eyes shed with pain as he extended his hand, as though to pull me closer.


    I shot him a frigid look, sidestepping his hand, and said with icy detachment, “Just tell me what you want to say.”


    Bryan looked worn and weary as he spoke. “Makenna,st night was an ident. After dinner, we lost our senses, and when we woke up, those sex ves were beside us.”


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