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Adriana
I didn't sleep that night.
I couldn't.
Every time I closed my eyes, I saw Ivan's face-his broken confession, the way he looked at me like he wished he could erase the truth.
But worse than that was the feeling that I was more shattered by him than anything else.
I sat on the floor of the bedroom, my back against the cold wall, my arm