ia's
and Brenda returned home f
ng sapphire necklace, several vivid, unmistaka
e counter pouring my
er, watching me with an
glance, stepped back a few pac
ft box in her hand. "I picked out a silk scarf for you at the boutique, too. As your futu
orange box on the marble coun
aid, hands at my sides, calm and
d and turned
ght. She's been cooped up in the house for months - a
brow crease
, always saying the men in those circles were wolves who ate people without spitting
." A hint of hesitation
st and pressing her face into the crook of his neck, "she's
ing look, Channing's resi
ded quietly. "If
answered, e
ght, they stood side by sid
ing them curled into each other, I felt
d in the grand ballroom
g, and waiters in black vests glided through th
er to business magnates and political dignitaries. Whenever a
orner near the terrace,
t of a glass of red wine splashed
y!" the woman gasped,
right,"
g and Brenda, who were t
phone, "my dress is stained. I need to go to the ladi
, Channing absently took t
e restroom, Channing was standing by the
reen lit up with a new-message n
moment I came near. "Why does she keep sending you
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