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Chapter 5 BIRTHDAY PRESENTS
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ve to pull off something this huge alone. There was only one pers
psiste
me in the corridor. She must have hired them to defile me, probably planning t
lans about my body? She stole the man I loved,
dy was crossing a line
excuses this time. Enough is enough. I cou
han. Honestly, sometimes I wished I was one. Having a totally biased, spineless f
s, never being more pleased that m
phone, wanting to block Jamie's number permanentl
velvet je
open. The breath was instan
by ring, encased in a heavy, vintage platin
like an eng
the
with an almost-
possible to get engaged to another person while you are already pri
myself that the stranger had bought it for his mother or his sister,
it back into the coat pocket, swe
ries. I would treat it as a meaningless one-night
one. I neede
rger, knowing she must have seen the vid
ut missing my twenty-first birthday due to her modeling contract, even though I told her it was fi
told myself, wiping my face and f
ate. The house was a sprawling limestone mansion, built with towering white pillars a
of our security guards, who waved a
ightly around my torn dress. I walked up the grand stone steps, my knees shak
ront door, the sound of voices drif
little fam
ghi
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