Chapter 120
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Steve kicked the man, yelling, “What nonsense?”
“Restroom,” I announced, rising slowly to avoid a scene.
Antonio glanced at me, and then at Wendy, who clung to his arm, giving him a pathetic look.
He didn’t check on me.
Upon my return, everyone was eating and playing.
Wendy and Antonio were huddled together. I found a quiet spot.
Steve, ever the instigator, produced a bottle. “Spin the Bottle?”
No objections.
Antonio won the first round; Wendy lost.
She chose truth.
Antonio asked, “Anything awesome lately?”
Wendy batted her lashes. “This year, I met an amazing guy. He bought me a car and a house, and taught me to drive a Mercedes.”
She gave me a smug look.
Everyone knew Antonio was the benefactor, but usually pretended otherwise.
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Wendy’s revelation shocked them.
The mood soured, and Steve looked uncomfortable.
He quickly recovered, “Another round! Lila’s turn.”
Wendy won. “Truth is boring. Dare?” she offered.
I insisted, “Truth.”
“Dare’s easier. Antonio said you’re a great swimmer. A quick dip?”
Wendy eyed my stomach thoughtfully.
I refused. “I’m not feeling well.”
Wendy glared at Antonio.
He exploded. “You’re a swimmer.Wendy apologized, and she’s trying to make it right. You should do the dare.”
Ignoring my protests, he and Wendy pushed me toward the
water.
Wendy removed my jacket, downed a drink, and said, “Lila, I’m sorry. Drink this, and we’re even.”
Why was she pushing me to drink?
“No swimming, no drinking. Why can’t I choose truth?”
Wendy sobbed. Antonio’s face fell.
He slammed the bottle down.
“What’s the big deal? She already drank. Just play along!”
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“I’m not making Wendy drink. I want truth.” I insisted, bewildered.
Wendy’s crying intensified.
Antonio’s face darkened and he rolled up his sleeves.
“You’re a bitch! I’ll make you swim!”
In front of everyone, he grabbed my hair and threw me into the
water.
The icy water hit me; seawater filled my nostrils, and I choked.
He held me under. I struggled, crying, on the verge of drowning, until he finally released me.
A large wave hit. I tried to grab him, but he kicked me away.
I finally reached the shore, gasping for air.
Antonio and Wendy were laughing.
He held Wendy, comforting her, “Don’t cry. I taught her a lesson.
“I’ll deal with her later.”
He approached me, his gaze fierce. “Apologize to Wendy, or else…”
Seeing the shocked faces and his threat, I cried out, “Antonio, my lawyer will contact you. We’re getting a divorce!”
Disbelief washed over his face.
I hugged myself, barely able to stand. On the street, darkness
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fell, and I collapsed.
Before passing out, I heard shouts, “Someone’s fainted!
“Call an ambulance! Oh my God! She’s bleeding!”
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