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eting encounter. The mark had faded, but the memories of that night still throbbed in her mind. How had she su

ered how his touch felt electric, igniting something deep inside her that she thought had long been extinguished

friend during her time studying abroad. Back then, it had been slightly oversized; now, it fit like a glove, huggi

rom her past. She slipped it around her neck and admired how it shimmered against he

k away. Julian looked stunning, but there was something undeniably bold about the way she had chosen to dress today.

ment about his reaction. Instead, Julian walked past him, heading toward the door with an a

ne light, but his mind raced with questions. Why was she d

e,"** she said, glancing at her reflection in a compact mirror.

just thinking about leaving; she was preparing to move on. The thought of

ce cool and collected. **"I've invited Olivia to stay wi

lared. **"Olivia? She

the boss's wife,"** Julian shot bac

rnered. **"Stop talking abou

sing his anger. **"Right. Just

ang, breaking the ten

tone shifting to one of casual ease. **"I

sorted things out?"** Alicia as

sign the papers,"** Julian replied, he

hout waiting for Nathan. **"Julian, wait! Let me he

d me,"** she shot back, he

arrass me,"** Nathan warne

dom, Nathan. Sign the damn papers!"** Her voice ech

ight of their stares, each one scrutinizing her, evaluating the shift in he

Julian, impulsively, stepped forward and enveloped him in a

the hug, his hand gently caressing h

voice cutting through the moment like a knife. He

a battlefield. As she stood there, she realized that this night would chang

eclared, her voice steady despite the chao

nd the new necklace weren't just for show; they were a declaration. A st