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s Wall

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een an act of defiance. But

She was

away. The weight of her discarded wedding dress still lingered in the

he robe draped over the chair, wrapping it aroun

ing it a

husky from sleep,

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s awake. W

she replied, steadying he

calm but unreadable. "Where to? B

omach

se their families had decided it for them. Diane had gone along with it, trustin

had be

in. "That's none

ing to reveal the defined muscles of his torso. "Oh, but it is. You came to me

hesi

she?

nt and straight into Charles's arms. But now, in the

she said. "I just n

without a word, he reached for his phone on t

breath

had alrea

ENDS WEDDING NIGHT WI

to of her entering the hotel last night, still in her weddi

or the public to piec

ing day, finds solace in the arms of

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on the door br

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allin

readable. "Looks like little bro

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