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His 'Practice' Bride, Her Real Wedding

Chapter 3 

Word Count: 686    |    Released on: 04/06/2025

ER. Ethan was holding my han

cubicle, leaning on a crut

opped mine like

ady bruised, t

is voice a little too bright. "Chloe, thi

nd fro

was demoted to "a

real reason, slammed into me w

was about keeping me hidden from Chloe,

ingle, available for

smile not quite reaching her eyes. "Ethan

th for coffee, ri

urse, agreed

a morbid curiosity, a need to

e, Ethan and Ch

ve in high school, Ethan? You always made sur

is eyes soft with affectio

such open adoration,

he used t

onstant, dull th

. I was just the place

r ignorant heart, invited me to a

ybe you guys can finally

ly sh

friends, Mark and Ja

ially making a move on Chloe?

nervously at Chloe, who

y it. He didn

zzed. A tex

ou. I'll tell everyone soon. T

. Another e

ven bother

hilled me to the bone, that his

usiness associate of Ethan's fat

ady. Just one. Don

insistent, backed by a few of

hree shots, and they'd donate a thou

humil

earby, watc

ed to make Chloe dri

ke that. I'll t

r her. Agai

choked down the third shot of tequil

a balcony, swaying slightl

th

nfocused. He smiled,

d, reaching for me

ose, his hands

, Chloe. All these years

nt for her, to

spered, his hot breath on my ear. "We'l

his deepest desi

hinking

, unintentio

arms, as he poured out his he

to scream. What about the fiv

ied on my lips, un

even know

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