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Italian leather sofa where Julian used to lay his head on my la

crystal vase f

mother for our engage

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clothes. I was pa

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taken off to wash my han

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ment, creating a vacuum where hi

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ive scotch and the cloying sweetness

when he saw the

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ening his tie w

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going,"

me, his presence loomi

ce, with hands that could crush a thro

ger. "You are my fiancée. If you don't show up, it looks l

d, meeting his gaze. "A pro

id, his fingers digging in

away from

in

a midnight blue silk that cover

ld in the ballr

amond chokers, the air thick with th

ering me through the crowd l

hands with the Capos, and e

as there,

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r the balcony, flanked by

te hat

who clawed her way into the dynasty by b

t me to ge

rd the balcony

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er uniform," Jeanette snee

er voice dripping with saccharine

aid, trying to

seems bored. He spent all morning

ow,"

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ollowed by the collective gasp th

t the

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keloids that coiled acros

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what Julian has to wak

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or, knocking over a table of dri

Estelle

rough the crowd, h

ette holdin

telle on

ith my dress ripped open, m

off his jacke

ask if I

oulder hitting mine hard

beside

" he asked, hi

ed into his chest. "She's jea

looked

ids, stripped of

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spered. "She ri

oared. "Before I have

king her hair, whispering sooth

flapping against my burns, and