The Lies She Built

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, her phone leading me to an Instagram

and his entitled son, Josh, next to a

my wife was living a

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us, and his inheritance eff

burning poison, c

e's spoiled protégé, had hit Ethan with the very car she'd bought h

homicide, I knew my life was over, b