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know that you’re not allowed to have boyfriends.” Vera with another guy? Not happening.
    Vera stood up, looking fed up and about to march away from me when I held her by the hand, not willing to let this go.
    “Don’t push your luck with me,” I warned.
    I guessed something about my tone this time made her take me seriously.
    “I met him online.”
    Raging steam was coming off me from every pore on my body.
    “We’ve been planning to see each other soon.”
    She was under contract. She knew she was breaking rules, yet she didn’t care.
    “How far did you get with this guy?” I asked, looking away from her face, feeling like I was being ripped open.
    “He’s seen me naked… from video chat.”
    The tenacious beast of pain definitely swallowed me whole. My fingers slipped away from her hand as I was left with a feeling like a bomb had exploded inside me.
    “You can go to your room now,” I managed to say before I went straight into the bathroom, slamming the door behind me.
    I ran the water in the sink, splashing my body with it, needing to clear my head—to help alleviate this sickening feeling that had seized me alive. Locking my jaws together, I stared into the mirror, quietly telling myself that I was better than this. But the image of Vera stripping for another guy—even on camera—felt like a fucking betrayal to me.
    I was being a hypocrite, always fucking other girls on a nightly basis, not caring if Vera witnessed it or not. Had she felt betrayed, too? She was always there to greet me in the morning, readily giving me praises for so long that I had never thought that she could belong to another man. She was always with me. I had taken that for granted.
    Disgusted at myself, I turned the water off before walking back into the bedroom . I was ready to forget this night had ever happened, however when I found her standing in the same spot I’d left her, every fiber in my body tensed.
    “You’re angry with me.”
    It was good of her to notice. Walking past her rigid form, I went straight into my walk-in closet, threw the towel on a nearby bench and then dressed myself with only navy blue silk pajama pants before I headed back out, still ignoring her as I went straight to the side of the bed.
    “Ryan?” she sobbed, calling out to me.
    I decided to sit on the bed, cocking my head to the side, feeling guilty for making her miserable.
    “Ryan , please, don’t hurt me like this.”
    Hurt her… ? I was going through something larger than hurt at the moment.
    “I fuck whoever I want. You even see me fuck them sometimes.” And not once had I considered her feelings. “I guess, all I’m trying to say here is that—no one can stop you from doing anything.” If she wanted to have fun getting naked—maybe even playing with herself as the guy watched her, jerking off—well, it was her choice. “Do you want me to give consent when Uncle talks to me about you becoming an Ace?”
    I heard her move towards me . She stood in my view with tears brimming in her beautiful eyes. “It hurts to see you every single day and not have you. I thought that, if I stuck around, ignored the other women you took to bed, that you would see me someday. A couple years later, nothing’s changed.” She paused, gathering breath. “Tonight proved to me again that you’re out of my reach. Damaged women like me don’t get to have a man like you—a man that holds good inside.”
    Staring at her while her words sunk in, Vera stepped closer before she hesitantly pressed her lips to my cheek while breathing me in, as if she couldn’t get enough of me, as if she was ingraining me in her memory before walking away and never looking back. “Thank you for the friendship, Ryan,” she softly whispered.
    My cheek leaned against hers, not ready to let it go— let her go. “It scares me how I want you so fucking much, Vera.”
    She pulled away, hurt etched across her face. “Don’t say that . I don’t need to hear lies.” She