Chasing The Reborn Heiress

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, not offering her hand.

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something in her gaze made my chest

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orse. More vivid

mpty. I saw my grandmother criticizing her dress, her hair, her family. Saw Victoria touching my arm possessively while Sop

eard the doctor's words. "I'm sorry, Mrs. Sterling.

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de sense. I'd never been married. Never got

dream felt real. The w

bout sleep studies. He recommended a psychiatri

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was beautiful, but that wasn't it. The

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king to an elderly couple. She wore dark green tonig

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sed herself from the couple and walked straight towar

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scandalized. I felt something click into place

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