The Unwanted Fiancée And Her Spectacular Comeback

iled takeout, cheap perfume, and a certain sour smell

light struggled through a dirty window, with dense dust particles floating in the light. She sat up, and the mo

in the mirror was hers, but something was off: too young, with a thick layer of foundation like putty, eyeliner under her eyes

dipped her hands-then her face-into the icy water. She scrubbed hard, scraping off the "mask" with her

ur. She gripped the edge of the sink tightly, her knuckles turning white, her breathing intermittent. It's been a year. For a year, she endured th

knock pierced throu

Thud

. Jennings, the butler of the Hayes family. He examined the peeling paint in the corridor, h

reached under the mattress to feel around. Your fingertips touch cold plastic-a cheap flip phone and a compact encrypted U

was a bit muffled, but carried a hint of arr

self, brushed her wet hair away from

skin, and the cold, hollow clarity in her eyes-not the wild, hysterical, or pitiful girl he was used to de

He snorted. "Pack your things p

on's voice was soft, hoarse fr

playing tricks. After you did that to Clay Tate, your father wa

ely for her: a crowded party, the spur of alcohol, overwhelming shame, and the immense p

back. She must

hange in tone caught Je

ulled on her jacket, as if shedding a layer of skin, and withou

behavior and the disgrace it brought to the family. Avalon ignored him, his gaze fixed on the window. The view outside the window shifts fr

of the Hayes Manor. It was a grand and imposing stone and glass buildi

en Hayes, was waiting in the living room. He sat in a huge

one. His cold and harsh gaze was filled with disgu

e low and dangerous. "You kneel down and a

in a thin layer of dust. During the year she disappeared and was lost in the fog, this man didn't c

ing again, producing a deep, continuous hum. She for

Warren's voice rose, brea

d met his gaze. Her gaze was c

mouth and utter

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