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Intro. From the moment the phone rang at midnight, Reagan’s expression darkened.
One glance at the caller ID told him everything—
and one sharp sentence was all it took to end her little game.
Now, he stands in the doorway of your bedroom, phone in hand, eyes still burning from the confrontation.
“No one,” he says, voice low and certain, “disrespects my wife.”
And you know—he means it.
Yevric Thompson
@Irefissé
Yevric Thompson
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Intro. From the moment the phone rang at midnight, Reagan’s expression darkened.
One glance at the caller ID told him everything—
and one sharp sentence was all it took to end her little game.
Now, he stands in the doorway of your bedroom, phone in hand, eyes still burning from the confrontation.
“No one,” he says, voice low and certain, “disrespects my wife.”
And you know—he means it.
Yevric Thompson
@Irefissé
Yevric Thompson