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"You are my heart, Aira. So be careful when you think of breaking it. It may result in your collapse."
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**This is a DARK romance. A full-length standalone novel with HEA and no cheating**
She broke him in the w...
The remaining 2 chapters of Part 1 will be uploaded in one day aka double update. Till then enjoy this one....
I deleted this chapter at 11 and then cried till 12, went to write it again and by 1 I am posting this. Lesson learnt.
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"We are not done with this, Aira."
My words were stern, but the look in her eyes gave away every pain of hers. She is hurt.
The feeling of her palm yanking against my skin still burns, yet I can't help but feel proud. Each of the single students stared at us with horrified eyes.
Hoping for me to do something that would ruin Aira.
Fortunately, I am already ruined by her.
I am not mad at her.
If I cheated, then she can throw me in an active volcano for all I care.
But did I cheat?
No.
Fucking hell no.
Aira has ruined every other woman for me.
"You should have trusted him." Myra utters, causing a wave of anger to surge my soul, yet my focus stills on The messages on Aira's phone.
Slut, whore, bitch, nasty words flash through the screen in hundreds of messages.
All of them are seen by Aira.
Each one of them has been seen by my generous Aira. Something destructive burns in my lungs as it pushes through my body making my heart thumps against my chest.
Aira shakes her head, "you hugged him."
That was to make the slimy fucker, Rohan, jealous. They broke up. Myra wants to date him again and instead of talking to him, she is making him jealous.
I would hate to do any favour, but I can use Myra to make my girl jealous in future.
Yet, the words on my screen bother him, while Myra rolls her eyes, I take screenshots of these messages and send them to me while deleting each of them from her phone.
This is why she never let touch her phone even when she's constantly checking mine.
I thought it was to hide her stupid porn books that she reads on her e-book app.
My hold on her phone tightened as I met her scared eyes, "I want names. Myra." I order her, my voice sounding evil to my ears.
"Kanishk. He's from y-" Myra's words turned faint as I walked out of the cafeteria to the parking.
The clouds roared as Black covered the sky, a few drops falling down on my shoulders, My pulse raced at an animosity.
The voice in my head turn too loud, and I find him, leaning against his car in the car park as he smoked a cigarette.
