His Personal Fucktoy? This Doll Just Snatched His Strings... And His World Is Unraveling novel Chapter 12

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After a long moment, he seemed to remember something and asked casually:

“By the way, you took that pill yesterday, right?”

“Don’t want any accidents–can’t explain that to your parents.”

Caspian walked to the dining table and picked up milk, holding it out to me.

“Be good, eat something before you have your meltdown. Your stomach’s already messed up as it is.”

I didn’t speak or take it.

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Caspian held the milk in the air for ages before finally losing his patience.

“What the hell is this even about?”

“Teagan, if you’re gonna throw a fit, at least have a reason and some limits, okay?”

I still said nothing.

Caspian got pissed, slamming the milk down hard on the table.

He used too much force–the plastic cup cracked and milk instantly spilled all over the carpet.

“What’s that supposed to mean?”

“Who do you think you are, Teagan?”

“We hooked up once, and now you think you can control me? Do you have any idea how suffocating this is?”

His tone was harsher than I’d ever heard.

Instantly, tears poured down my face without any warning.

Yesterday’s humiliation and hurt all came flooding back.

Caspian seemed caught off guard by how hard I was suddenly crying, looking lost for a moment.

He apologized awkwardly:

“Sorry, I was pretty wasted last night. I was being impulsive just now.”

As he spoke, Caspian crouched beside me, reaching out to wipe my tears, but I dodged him again.

He froze, hand suspended in mid–air.

Just as he was about to keep comforting me, his phone suddenly buzzed.

He glanced at it once, his expression completely changed, and he immediately got up to leave.

“I’ve got something urgent. Just chill out by yourself.”

“You’re about to start college–who’s gonna put up with these childish tantrums?”

Less than thirty minutes after he left, Raya sent me a screenshot.

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Juniper Collins‘ Instagram story.

[@SunnyJuniper: Said I was hungry and a love breakfast magically appeared instantly. Think I’m finally getting somewhere with my crush–J

The picture showed croissant in the exact same packaging as what was sitting on my dining table.

I didn’t reply.

I just silently wiped my tears and crouched down to carefully clean up the milk Caspian had spilled.

I tried for ages, but sadly discovered that the stain on the wool carpet had seeped deep into the fibers–no amount of scrubbing would get it out.

In a fit of rage, I just threw the whole carpet away.

It was something Caspian had picked out during an entire afternoon when he went to Nepal with my parents anyway, then carried it back himself as a gift for me.

While I was at it, I gathered up all of Caspian’s stuff at my place, plus all the big and small gifts he’d ever given me.

Even every single photo of us together–I sorted through everything piece by piece.

It took me all day to pack it all up and throw it away.

He probably wouldn’t want any of this junk back anyway.

After Caspian left that day, he didn’t contact me for several days straight.

Guess things were going smoothly with the school queen.

Or maybe he was waiting for me to cave first.

In all our past cold wars, I was always the first to back down–without exception.

But this time I didn’t reach out to him.

There was no point in reaching out anymore.

I blocked him on social media and his phone number, changed my house’s door code.

After doing all this, I called my parents who were on a business trip.

I told them I wanted to spend the summer visiting my aunt in Canada.

My plan was to stay there until summer break ended, then head straight down to Miami with Raya for college orientation.

Besides Raya, nobody else knew I’d applied to a Miami school.

This plan should perfectly avoid any chance of running into Caspian.

Mom even teased me over the phone: “Ooh, are you and Cas going on vacation together?”

I made up an excuse to deny it, not wanting to explain everything.

I just told her I wanted to spend time with my aunt and grandma.

I begged Dad to book me the earliest flight–I was planning to fly out that very night.

When I left the house, I unfortunately ran into Caspian’s mom, Mrs. Blake at our subdivision entrance.

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She enthusiastically pulled me aside to chat:

“Teagan sweetie, what are you doing here alone? Didn’t Cas come pick you up?”

“Didn’t he say he was taking you skiing in New Zealand? Have an amazing time–I’m totally on board.”

I was confused.

During our intense senior year prep, I had mentioned wanting to go skiing in New Zealand and experience winter in the Southern Hemisphere.

But given how things were between us now, traveling together seemed totally inappropriate.

But I was running out of time, so I just gave her some vague responses and left.

What I didn’t expect was running into Caspian at the airport.

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