His Greed, Her Triumph
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y afternoon while I was scroll
' café downtown. Overheard a man and a woman, 'Liam' and 'Chloe' , plotting something vile. They were talking ab
caught. We went to the
dark blue face. Looked expensive." I bought him that watch for our one-year anniversar
girl from his past he always claimed to dislike
e hardwood floor of the apartment Liam and I shared. The
I thought was love – it was all a lie. A carefully crafted performance
while he sharpened the knife, made me sick. The man I loved didn' t exi
ing a sheep; he was about to find out he had targeted a li
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