Too Pretty to Be Your Backup novel Chapter 70

A message popped up from an unknown number.

It was a video.

Out of nowhere, a spark of hope flickered in her chest. Her hands shook as she tapped to open it. She stared at the screen, eyes wide and unblinking, watching every second—until finally, a smile broke across her face.

She looked up, her gaze softening as it landed on Travis.

“Travis, you wanted proof? I just sent it to your phone.”

As soon as she finished speaking, the phone in Travis' living room chimed with a new notification.

Amanda didn’t wait for him to react. She turned away, walked inside, and headed straight upstairs. The bedroom door closed with a quiet finality.

Just like that, she’d locked him out.

Travis frowned, a hot rush rising to his head. His skull throbbed. He had to admit it—the Amanda he used to know never made him feel this way, never made his head pound like this. And everything he’d wanted to say, everything he’d tried to explain, had come out wrong.

It wasn’t that he didn’t trust her. That wasn’t it at all. What he meant was, the whole thing didn’t even matter anymore. Whether she’d drugged him or not, he honestly didn’t care. He just wanted her to stop torturing herself over it.

But she’d got the wrong idea.

He missed the old Amanda—the one who was gentle, easy to talk to. This new, fiery version? He had no idea how to handle her, let alone comfort her.

It was exhausting, way more exhausting than a month of business trips with barely three hours of sleep a night.

With a sigh, he slumped onto the sofa and rubbed his temples. That’s when he noticed his phone sitting on the table. Thinking of Amanda’s “proof,” he picked it up and opened her message.

It was a video.

The footage was shot in a dim, private room, but even with the low light, the expensive décor was obvious. A few people lounged on the plush sofa. He spotted himself right away—and next to him, Amanda, her face glowing with pure affection.

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