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"I did love you once, but whatever feelings I had were worn away by you. Don't you see that?"
I looked at her coldly as I continued, "If you're the one behind all this, then either make her come clean, apologize, and restore my reputation, or I'll handle it myself. I'll get to the bottom of this and won't let a single liar off the hook."
"If you're willing to forgive me, I'll make her stop right away. I'll even send you a banner in gratitude and make sure no one misunderstands you again!"
Casey was still trying to manipulate me, but I could see right through her.
I locked eyes with Casey and gave her my final warning. "You seem to forget your lies were riddles of holes. Every accusation was about something I never did.
"If I report this to the police, the patient's mother who spread the rumors, Samuel, and you are all going down. I'm not settling this quietly. So, when that happens, you can be with your knights in shining armor can enjoy each other's company behind bars."
Hearing that, Caset took a breath. "That's not what I meant. I just wanted you to look at me more. I'll tell them to stop. Jace, I know what I did was wrong. Hit me if it'll help you feel better. I'll do anything to make it right."
She reached for my hand with a hopeful expression and even tried to lean her face toward me.
I pulled my hand back and took a step away. "I'm afraid even cursing you would turn you on."
With that, I turned and walked away.
Just then, Casey lunged forward and wrapped her arms tightly around my waist. "I'm sorry, Jace. I was wrong. Don't be like that, please. Don't leave me. I can't live without you. Please, let's get back together!"
She clung to my back, sobbing right into my ear. The sound was grating and irritating.
I pressed my lips into a firm line. "Casey, don't make me despise you."
She froze for a moment, and her grip loosened.
I walked away without looking back.
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Maybe what I said that day had worked.
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