The Phoenix Bride: Call and Lie
and tired sighs. I stepped back, letting his arms fall into the empty spac
n. "What are you talking about?" I just stared at him, letting the silen
, but a new set. I had been busy. "I' m sending these out today," I told him as
g. "What? Ava, I told you, I have
It will be a smaller affair now, more intimate. You just need to show up." I knew he co
artbroken woman clinging to her dream wedding. The irony was so thick I could taste it. He had no idea what
er and Liam, their faces close, a bottle of champagne between them. The caption read: "Celebrating life' s precious momen
t from my hand. "It' s not what it looks like, Ava. She' s sick,
mering, a string of pathetic excuses about a charity event, about a misunderstanding. I just nodded, pretending to believe him. "Okay,
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