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ence, of preten

yes had lost their brightness. Her skin was pale, her lips too often pressed into a line i

had married had l

small cracks she once saw in his icy demeanor had never wid

ed her like a shadow. And now, ev

argaret speaking on the phone whi

oked guilty, flustered.

a had said calmly, walkin

other night-but Elena didn't sit in her

beside

-sip of his w

ina is back," s

ed. "Where did

it m

dn't

ore, Adrian. The real bride is back. I'm sure

le

she said, her voice shak

word burned him. "You t

t think you care what

ke he was seeing he

't wait for

d and wal

e, she didn'