Revenge is My Love Language novel Chapter 165

Anastasia didn’t have any classes that evening, but she still needed to swing by her dorm.

“What for?” Harrison’s expression darkened, a hint of displeasure coloring his tone.

She hurried to explain, “I haven’t moved my things out yet!”

Since she was planning to move in with him, it was only natural to retrieve her belongings from the dorm.

At this, the tension in Harrison’s jaw eased.

“I’ll have Logan and a few others go with you,” he said.

Anastasia nodded obediently.

When they arrived at the campus, Logan and his men waited outside the dorm building while Anastasia went up alone to pack. It wasn’t move-in day, so outsiders weren’t allowed inside; she’d have to haul her things down, one load at a time.

As she turned a corner near the stairwell, she nearly collided with a group of girls—Maggie and her usual crowd.

The air grew thick with awkwardness.

Not long ago, they would have rolled their eyes and tossed out a few snide remarks. But after what had happened that afternoon, the whole story had changed. Now, everyone knew what they’d believed about Anastasia was a lie.

They used to resent her for one thing above all: she was supposedly just a distant relative of the Sterlings, but always bragged about being the rightful heiress. On top of that, rumors swirled that her grades hadn’t been good enough—she’d only gotten into Kingsbridge University because her family had paid her way.

The main culprit behind all this? Penelope. Every time she visited, she’d drop comments—sometimes subtle, sometimes not—about Anastasia’s supposed behavior at home.

Like how her father once bought a beautiful pair of earrings. Penelope loved them, but because Anastasia liked them too, they ended up going to her instead.

Or how a designer sent over a gorgeous dress. Penelope could only admire it, because if Anastasia wanted something, she always got first pick.

The list went on and on.

Think about it—Anastasia, just a fostered distant cousin, always “stealing” things from Penelope, the real Sterling daughter. Penelope had to give in every time. Who wouldn’t find that entitled and insufferable?

No wonder they’d all hated her so much.

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