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After Antonio sent me home, I took off my clothes and washed myself over and over again.
But that slimy, cold feeling was like a scar branded on my skin, impossible to erase.
Water slid down my cheeks, mixing with the tears that streamed down my face.
When I came out in a bathrobe, Antonio immediately stubbed out the cigarette in his hand and rushed to me.
“Grace, don’t worry. I won’t let those who bullied you get away with it.”
I raised my hand and slapped him without hesitation.
I shouted in uncontrollable anger.
“Isn’t the reason I’ve become like this because of you?”
After he was stunned for a moment, I threw my phone in front
of him.
A few minutes earlier, Ethan sent me a message.
He found out that the mastermind behind all this was
Madison.
After Antonio read it, his eyes were filled with disbelief.
I looked at him and said, “Now you know why I’ve suffered all
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of this, don’t you?”
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“Because of you, I’ve been pushed to the center of attention again and again, and been humiliated over and over.”
The tip of my teeth broke my lips. It also brought out the boundless hatred in my chest.
“I’ve already stayed away from you, but why are you still not willing to let me go?”
Antonio’s eyes turned red. He muttered in disbelief, “Grace, do you… hate me?”
I roared, “Yes, I do hate you!”
“I wish you were dead right now!”
Words filled with hatred rained down on him.
Antonio staggered back two steps and crashed heavily into the corner of the coffee table.
He took a deep breath, and his eyes welled up with redness.
“Didn’t you used to say that you liked me the most?”
I let out a cold laugh.
“Your fake deep love is really disgusting!”
With that, I pushed him to the door.
“I’m going to call the police about this tomorrow.
“I don’t want to see you again.”
“Grace, I’m sorry… I’m so sorry. Can’t you…”
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Before he could finish, I shut the door straight away.
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After a night of nightmares, I was woken up by dozens of phone calls early in the morning.
When I checked my phone, I saw over 99 unread messages.
Sarah sent me a 50–page file.
It was filled with various poses of Madison’s nude photos.
It seemed that she wasn’t forced; instead, she sent them to others in a selfie–like manner.
I stared in disbelief.
The Brookville High group was already in an uproar.
“Is this still the innocent ‘Miss Perfect‘?”
“I heard she sent these nude photos to Antonio…”
“So, did Antonio leak them?”
“I heard that Madison anonymously posted on Grace’s campus forum, inciting others to attack her. Antonio did this to stand up for Grace.”
Then, Antonio clarified everything on the forum through a video and exposed Madison’s manipulation of the truth and her instigation of the online mob against me.
After everything settled down, Madison called me.
“Grace, you’ve won. Are you feeling very pleased with yourself now?”
