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ve to pull off something this huge alone. There was only one pers

psiste

me in the corridor. She must have hired them to defile me, probably planning t

lans about my body? She stole the man I loved,

dy was crossing a line

excuses this time. Enough is enough. I cou

han. Honestly, sometimes I wished I was one. Having a totally biased, spineless f

s, never being more pleased that m

phone, wanting to block Jamie's number permanentl

velvet je

open. The breath was instan

by ring, encased in a heavy, vintage platin

like an eng

the

with an almost-

possible to get engaged to another person while you are already pri

myself that the stranger had bought it for his mother or his sister,

it back into the coat pocket, swe

ries. I would treat it as a meaningless one-night

one. I neede

rger, knowing she must have seen the vid

ut missing my twenty-first birthday due to her modeling contract, even though I told her it was fi

told myself, wiping my face and f

ate. The house was a sprawling limestone mansion, built with towering white pillars a

of our security guards, who waved a

ightly around my torn dress. I walked up the grand stone steps, my knees shak

ront door, the sound of voices drif

little fam

ghi