From Humble Wife to Hamilton Queen
kles white. The thumping bass of music reached her before she even turned onto their street, a vulgar pulse in the quiet n
trangers, young and loud, spilled fr
noring the surprised stares, her
ere th
ressed against him, his mouth devouring hers. Brittany'
c, the chatter, the splashing
er. His eyes widened, a flicker o
' t think.
ek, the sound a sharp crack tha
like this?" a girl with bright p
another one yelle
her face a mask of indignation. "She's just some c
ack of entitled
she's ancient,
psycho?" Brittany cooed, her
throwing a margarita. The sticky green liquid drenched Sarah' s face and ha
ed at Davi
make a decision. He stepped slightly in front of Brittany,
elf," he said, his voice cold, di
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