from a twisted fairytale. Guests, Ethan' s business associates and society figures, mingled, their l
n whispered nearby. "He was never like thi
ther agreed. "Softer. More feminine." T
her voice dripping with false sweetness. "There' s one more gift I' d like." She pointed to the delicate diamond necklace I
red. Four days left. What did it matter? I unclasped the necklace and handed it
angerously light, "Ava has a heart condition too. Perhaps she could donate hers to you. A truly selfless gift." He then scoffed. "Though, I do
public humiliation, was breath
nt for the photographers he' d invited. I stood near the edge of the estate' s lake, see
the icy water. The shock of the cold was immense. Then, I heard Chloe scream, "Help! I'
a moment, I felt a strange sense of
uts. Ethan' s voice, p
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