Camille’s face twisted with fury, her voice cutting through his entreaty. “Dennis, you told me you only loved me! You said that!”
“Shut up!” Dennis snapped. The icy contempt in his eyes silenced her instantly. “I made it clear to you long ago. Nothing you say
matters to me anymore.”
Her face went pale, as if he had struck her. But the pallor soon gave way to defiance. “You can’t do this to me, Dennis! Have you
forgotten everything we shared? And besides–do you even know she’s already with someone else?”
The accusation hit like a blow, but I didn’t flinch. Steeling myself, I replied evenly, “Dennis, I’ve already died once. Just think of
me as truly dead. Let’s both move on.”
“No!” He raised his head abruptly, his voice laced with despair. “Tracy, I can’t accept that! Hate me, despise me, hit me if you must–but don’t say you’re gone for good. Please, I’m begging you, come back to me.”
A heavy ache tightened my chest, but I forced myself to remain calm. “Dennis, what you’ve always wanted isn’t me. What we had
was a mistake from the start.”
He shook his head firmly, his voice steady despite the anguish in his eyes. “No, it wasn’t. I was the one who made the mistake, I
was blind, and I was a fool. It wasn’t until you left that I realized just how much you meant to me.”
Camille, watching him disregard her entirely, seemed to snap. With a scream of rage, she grabbed a chair and charged at me.
“Tracy, go to hell!”
The moment was too quick for me to react. Before I could move, Dennis stepped in front of me, taking the blow head–on. The
chair cracked against him, and he let out a muffled groan before collapsing to the ground.
“Stop it!” Jay’s voice rang out as he rushed to shield me, placing himself between me and Camille.
Dennis’s assistant and security detail hurried in, grabbing Camille and restraining her.
She thrashed violently, her screams echoing through the room. “Dennis! Why are you still protecting her? Don’t you care that
she’s with someone else—”
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“Enough” Dennis’s voice cut through her rant like ice on glassing stony, the fixed with a gas cold it seemed on free* the air. “Camille, from this moment on, 1 don’t want to hear another word from you
The frigid finality in his tone left her stunned for a moment before she remmed her furile struggles. The actants and bodyguards hauled her out, her screams fading as the room grew silent again.
Dennis turned to face me, his gaze faltering as it landed on Jay, who still stood protectively in front of me
He opened his mouth, as though searching for words, but I spoke first. “Camille is right. I don’t need you anymore, Genese Please, don’t show up in my life again.”
His expression wavered for a fraction of a second before his voice dropped, low and resolute. “It doesn’t matter flour 1 was wrong before. Even if… even if you’re with him now, I don’t care. As long as you’re willing to take me back, I’ll see
it.”
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