st, pacing around the bedroom, her heels clicking sharply against the hardwood floo

or every holiday, Kayden would bring home a bouquet of red roses. Chantal used to think it was a sweet gesture

g a grand charade right under her nose. Kayden's entire branch of

es of those around her. Chantal had long suspected that Kayden and Hayleigh weren't biological siblings, assuming they were half-siblings. She never e

usual quietness, stepped clo

must be nervous about attending the wedding tomorrow. Don't worry, Chantal! We agreed that I'

bait-and-switch. After tomorrow's wedding, Kayden and Hayleigh would be the real married couple, while she would be noth

called out again

t "Mhm," acknowledg

ing softly. "Silly girl, there's no need to be

o Chantal's ears, it was incredibly si

" Kayden's hand froze

tly, "You didn't

she's a germaphobe! Let's go back to our room an

robably still covered in each other's scent. She had noticed subtle hints befo

n, she felt exceptionally cold today. Even though she was usually rese

ignaled to Hayleigh with a look. "I

e devoted fiancé for show, but it still irritat

n was terrifyingly brilliant. It was a shame she was blind. Otherwise, marrying someone so beautiful and intelligent-even without a powerful background-would have been a win. But now, he had the best of both

thinking about the past. Kayden, back then..

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