corporation, but my wife, Chloe, knew me on
as pure, untainted by wealth or status, so
own when I arrived at Austin' s most excl
r snobbish friends, her waist possessed by Blake Harrison
riend Tiffany sneered, "Chloe, darling,
rgently, "You can't be here. This isn't your world, Ethan. You're
hit me like a
ficed for us, she saw me as an embarrassment, someone
e's ashamed of me. Was our entire relationsh
e hardened. "Chloe," I stated, my voice flat, cutt
this was just the prologue to a truth that