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Dark Devotion

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Parts 2
Time 19m

Reads 24
Votes 3
Parts 2
Time 19m

I live by three rules. They keep me sane. They keep me focused. They keep me from punching people in the face. Most days.

Rule #1: Stay as far away from Kai Ashford as physically (and emotionally) possible.
Rule #2: Don't mess things up with Ethan. I've only liked him since I was twelve.
Rule #3: Study. Breathe. Repeat. I will become a doctor if it kills me.

Simple, right?

Except nothing about my life is simple-not with Kai Ashford always around, breathing down my neck like a walking contradiction. He's all cold stares and quiet glances, but then he opens his mouth and ruins everything with a single smug comment. He's my brother's best friend. Off-limits. Always has been. Always will be.

And then there's Ethan-golden boy, future valedictorian, perfect smile. The one I should be falling for. The one I am falling for. Probably.

But the thing is... feelings don't follow rules. Not even mine.
Especially not when my rules start blurring, and I can't tell what's right anymore.

And just when it starts to feel like I'm finally getting everything I ever wanted-
It all falls apart.All Rights Reserved

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