Escaping The Cage: I Married His Worst Enemy

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ed, a calculated prop to remind everyone of

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ti, take this woman.

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ceremony flickered violently. The image of o

a video. Grainy,

t of me. This woman was wearing leather, dancing on a p

tting in a booth with a

umbing through a stack of cash. "The wife is a non-factor. And the

on the cathedral.

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of all color. She loo

ieked, her voice cracking.

phone in the front row. Then everyone's-a casc

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SAINT JUDE'S HOSPITA

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the confused guests. I burst out of the

screamed at th

oke was already visible, a b

rs were battling the flames, but the third flo

trying to push pa

in there!" a cop sh

ff. "My wife

, sir! No one survi

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as Elena. She was the light

oke, soot streaking his face. He w

m 302," he said to his captain, his

e glint

the bag fro

g I had designed myself. The platinum was warped, twiste

I whis

hit the

fire faded. Th

ound of my own heart shatt