Broken Doll (Willow Heights Prep Academy: The Exile #4)

by Selena .

I’ll fight the good fight against toxic masculinity with you, but I can’t have something like that get back to Rylan.

That's... hella contradicting.

“Maybe you should show up at my fights,” I say. “Make a T-shirt with my name on it, and wear a necklace with an apple on it, just in case anyone forgets who your balls belong to.”

🍎💥

“God, get a room,” Gloria snaps, appearing at my side. “Nobody wants to see bulldogs tongue wrestling in the hall. This is a good school.” In response, Colt moans and wraps his arms around Dixie, and they start full-on making out.

🖤🤣🤣

I’m the one who doesn’t deserve Royal.

Uuuuuuugggghhhhh

“And I didn’t tell the twins what happened to you, Harper. And yet, somehow they seem to know. Funny how that works, isn’t it?”

Huh?

I can’t breathe.

Me either. Her bf is gonna lose it.

Harper Apple

NO, Royal!! Where's his head at!?!

“I always know where you are,” he says. “Call me Stalker Boy.”

He has his moments, doesn't he?

“I wonder that, too, sometimes. Like, how do you know if you’re really feeling the right thing, or if your brain has just told you that’s the right thing to feel, so you think you’re feeling it?”

FELT THAT.

I think you knew all along that men like Royal don’t love twice.”

“Then why did you?”

Right?? 🤣

Royal Dolce

Awww poor baby 🥺🤣🤣

“How dare you

I'm sorry but the 'How dare you's have me 🤣🤣🤣

“I hate you, too, you fucking bitch.” He grabs my chin and squeezes, his fingers cutting into my cheeks until my mouth is forced open. He leans down over me, works his jaw, and

NOOOOOO 🤮

“Preston gave it to me. He did it himself. And I fucking love it.”

On no no no

Royal’s finger hooks through it,

GAHHHHHHH 😖

“What’s the point in fucking me?” I snap. “You can’t even finish when two girls are sucking your dick at once. You’re not a closer, Royal. You choke.”

Ooooooo

“Stay with me, baby,” he says. “I’m right here. Look in my eyes. Don’t go away.”

Oh god 😭

Because I’m not just his. He is mine.

The custom color—is that black cherry?”

Yeeeeaaahhh. 😬🤣

“You told me to find my sun. I guess I did.”

Oof.

I grip both their hands, and together we cross the bridge where it all started, to see if this is where it ends.

I'M FREAKING OUT!!

He grabs my face between his hands and pulls me in, kissing me hard on the mouth. “What the fuck?” Royal yanks me back. “If you want me to resist murdering your friends, then they need to keep their hands off you.”

lololol

“It’s Tony Dolce,”

And he needs put in the ground.

He lets out an exasperated sigh. “Yet again, I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

Yeah, something been off about the Mr D thing....

“Who?”

Josie!

Preston works his jaw back and forth before answering.

Oh.

“You know, don’t you, you fucking cunt scab?”

🤣🤣🤣 his insults rn

“He’s right. It was your family.”

EVERY TIME!! YO DADDY NEEDS TO BE UNALIVED!

I thought that Royal aimed the twins at me and fired, but I had it all backwards. He’s the weapon. I’m the victim. Baron was the shooter, the mastermind behind it all, just like Dixie said from the very beginning.

HOLY 💩. Went there and back a hundred times. 😱