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Chapter 952: Chapter 952 Chess
Nina watched as confusion and hurt flashed across his face, and for a moment, her heart almost shattered.
"What? Nina... what are you saying? Why?" His voice rose slightly, a mix of disbelief and desperation.
She shook her head, biting her lip to keep herself from crying.
"It’s not because of you. You’re... you’re amazing. You’ve always been amazing. But... I’ve changed. I’ve... realized things about myself that I can’t ignore. I’m sorry."
Zack sat back, stunned.
His hands tightened on the table, jaw clenched, and for the first time she saw a shadow of vulnerability in the man she once loved.
His eyes searched hers for answers, for some indication that this wasn’t real, that she hadn’t meant it.
But she couldn’t give him that hope.
"I... I don’t understand," he whispered, voice thick with hurt. "We’ve been together for so long... and now... you’re just leaving?"
Nina’s heart ached, but she remained steadfast. "I have to. I can’t go back, Zack. I... I need to follow what I feel now, even if it hurts. I’m sorry."
For a long moment, silence filled the space between them.
Zack’s face was pale, his lips slightly parted as he tried to comprehend her words.
Nina felt a lump in her throat, but there was no turning back now.
She had made her choice, and it was final.
Zack... I know you can find a better woman than me, she thought, almost whispering under her breath as she turned to leave, her heart heavy but her body already humming with the memory of desire and the anticipation of what was to come.
***
Wednesday came, and Nina returned to school.
There was a spring in her step, lightness in her movements, and an unmistakable glow on her face.
Her long blonde hair shimmered in the morning light, flowing behind her like a golden banner, and her aura radiated such warmth and confidence that it felt as though she was a flower in full bloom at the height of spring.
Wherever she went, students turned their heads, conversations paused, and eyes lingered a little too long.
"Wow... is it just me, or has Nina become even more beautiful today than ever before?" one boy whispered to his friend as they passed by in the hall.
"No, you’re right," the other replied, staring openly. "She’s practically glowing. I don’t know what happened, but it’s like she’s... different. Like she leveled up overnight."
A group of girls sitting by their lockers exchanged quick glances, envy flashing in their eyes as they sized Nina up.
"She’s radiant," one muttered under her breath, clutching her books tighter.
Another smirked knowingly. "I think I know why. She probably got fucked so good by Zack. That explains everything."
The group gasped, some giggling nervously, others rolling their eyes.
"Ohhh... she’s so lucky," one sighed, her voice dripping with envy, imagining the kind of passion that might leave a girl walking around like she owned the world.
Nina caught some of their whispers as she walked past, but she didn’t falter.
Instead, she smiled faintly to herself. If only they knew.
Her glow didn’t come from Zack’s affection but from Ross’s relentless, overwhelming passion—the kind of intimacy that rewired her body and spirit.
The memory of his hands, his lips, and his unyielding size still lingered in her every nerve, making her body feel warmer just by thinking of him.
She adjusted her bag on her shoulder, keeping her composure, but inside her mind raced.
It’s good that I ended it with Zack quickly. He doesn’t deserve to be strung along... and Ross deserves me fully.
Further down the hallway, Zack himself appeared, tall and handsome, greeting a few friends as he approached.
His smile was as charming as ever, but his eyes narrowed slightly when they landed on Nina.
She looked different—happier, brighter, glowing in a way that he hadn’t seen in weeks. His gut twisted.
"What’s up with Nina today?" one of Zack’s friends asked him with a grin. "She looks like she just won the lottery."
"Or maybe she finally gave in to you, huh? That must be it," another teased, elbowing Zack playfully.
Zack laughed weakly, but inside, sadness crept in.
Something about Nina’s radiance didn’t feel like it was quite right.
And as much as he tried to shake the thought away, a shadow of doubt began to gnaw at the back of his mind.
Did Nina already get herself a new boyfriend?
Of course, a secret like this could not remain hidden for long.
That very afternoon, the familiar luxury red sports car that always came to pick up Carrie rolled into the school gates.
The sleek machine gleamed under the sunlight, its crimson paint dazzling the crowd like a moving jewel, its engine purring with the kind of raw power that commanded attention.
Students immediately turned their heads, though the sight was nothing new—Carrie stepping into that car was already a routine spectacle.
But today, something was different.
The moment Carrie walked confidently to the passenger side, her usual grace drawing eyes, everyone assumed that was the end of the show.
Yet just as the door clicked shut behind her, another figure began to make her way across the pavement.
"Wait... is that Nina?" someone muttered, their voice carrying through the courtyard like a spark to dry leaves.
Dozens of pairs of eyes turned, following Nina as she strode toward the red car.
Her blonde hair shimmered under the sunlight, her steps light yet purposeful, her aura practically glowing.
She looked like a flower in full bloom, untouchable and radiant, more like a model stepping off a runway than a schoolgirl.
The whispers began instantly.
"No way... she’s not actually going to that car, is she?"
"She is! Look at her—oh my god, she looks like she owns the place."
"Wait, wasn’t she Zack’s girlfriend? What’s she doing...?"
The murmurs turned to stunned gasps when Nina reached the driver’s side.
For a moment, the world seemed to hold its breath.